Dude Wakes Up After 12 Years In A Coma And Says He Remembers Everything

SOUTH AFRICA — In the late 1980s, when he was 12-years old, Martin Pistorius fell into a coma where he remained in a vegetative state for 12 years. Doctors in South Africa were not sure what caused his illness, but suspect it was cryptococcal meningitis. His condition grew worse and eventually he lost all ability to move and speak and make eye contact with his family. Physicians said he would die, but his family proceeded with a routine. Every morning his father would get up at 5 a.m., dress Martin and take him to the care center. At the end of the day, he’d give him a bath, feed him dinner and put him to bed. His parents set an alarm to go off every two hours to turn Martin’s body so he wouldn’t get bed sores. It was their life for 12 years. Today, Martin is able to talk again. He uses a computer to speak and is mobile with a wheelchair. His awareness has fully returned. In his book, “Ghost Boy: My Escape From A Life Locked Inside My Own Body“, Martin tells what he remembers from those 12 years. He says he thinks he began to wake up about two years into his coma.

Bullllllshittttttttt. This would be the worst thing in history but you’re not getting me to believe it, Martin. First of all, it’s in South Africa. I don’t believe anything I hear from that continent. Or any other continent, for that matter. Actually, come to think of it, I really don’t believe anything from outside the northeast. For instance, my buddy form New Orleans tells me the catepillars there electrocute you. Get the fuck out of here with that nonsense. Also, it’s a little suspicious that the first time I’m hearing about this the story ends with, “by the way, buy my book!” Gotta stagger those announcements, Marty. And finally, no one hated Barney so shut the hell up.

It’s basically one of those books where someone says they “saw the late” as they were dying but then came back to life. It’s a made up story that you’re hoping Jesus freaks will buy. I don’t hate you for preying on stupid people, make your paper boo boo, but I ain’t buying.