My Husband Was In A Coma For Six Years—Then I Noticed Something Was Changing

a small tripod I’d bought at the supermarket. I filmed everything. The lights coming on at one AM. The silhouette sitting up, standing, walking. The shower. The kitchen. The cigarette on the patio. Forty-seven minutes of footage, timestamped and geotagged, showing a man who was supposed to be in a persistent vegetative state performing the ordinary continue reading …