It has been a rough five days. Ronnie was released after two days, I was released a day after. I had broken ribs, bruised lung, a concussion ,and a fractured sternum.

I wasn't able to see anyone else other then my family until the second day I was there, hospital policy. They were allowing Ronnie and I to heal and just allowed immediate family in to see us. It wasn't until the fourth day that we were allowed to see Kix.

Kix hasn't been doing good, he has very little brain activity and has machines keeping him alive. The doctors say the chances of him waking up again are almost none.

Barbra has been a total mess, and I don't blame her. She hasn't left Kix side once. She hasn't talked much at all, she either is crying, or just completely silent. Their kids visit everyday, and so do we. I pray every night for Kix, pray that he makes it out alive. I don't care if he is a cripple for the rest of his life, I just want my friend to wake up, he has so much more to live for, it isn't his time.

We found out that the person who hit us was a mid fifty year old man, who was drinking. He had lost his license due to DUI's and should have never been driving. He is sitting in jail right now facing serious charges, I wish he will be put away for good.

The whole country music community has come together in prayer for Kix and his family. Singers, song writers, and fans have shown nothing but love and support for us. It means the world to us, and I don't know what we would do without them.

The doctors told Ronnie and I to take it easy, so that's exactly what we have been doing. I'm pretty sure Ron has droven his wife and kids crazy, and I have driven Narvel to insanity, but he still loves me.

I have to admit though, I am going stir crazy. I am so used to a hectic life, always doing something, hardly ever sitting still for long periods of time, but ever since our accident, I have just laid in bed. Don't get me wrong, I love being taken care of hand and foot, but I am getting tired of it.

"But I want to!" I whined at Narvel.

I am laying on my bed, like always, and Narvel is telling me I can't go with him and our kids to an amusement park.

"Honey, I know you are going crazy staying in bed, but you still are healing. I promise you when you are healed, we will take the whole family there together. Ok?"

I pouted crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"I'm sorry." He gave me a kiss, and said goodbye and left to go meet our family.

I sighed. I didn't know what I was going to do.

I decided to call Ronnie.

"Hey red!" he greeted after the third ring.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" I asked.

"Never been better." he laughed. I smiled. "How about you?"

"Same. I am going crazy sitting in bed all the time though." I leaned back against my headboard.

"Yeah, same here. I think I have drove Janine crazy."

I laughed. "Oh, I know I have already driven Narvel there. I was just wondering if you wanted to go see Kix together."

"Sure, I haven't talked to Barbra today, I have been thinking about them."

"Same. How about I pick you up in about half an hour?" I asked.

"Sounds great, bye."

"Bye." I hung up and got dressed.

I was there about five minutes early, but Ronnie was ready waiting on his porch for me. Janine thanked me for getting him out of her hair for awhile. I laughed.

It wasn't long before word got along that us three were friends again, but people questioned it, and said it was just a rumor. We haven't confirmed nor denied it to the public, we are just laying low right now, taking it one step at a time.

People who do know wonder how Ronnie and I both get along with Janine and Narvel so well, considering. It's simple, we were friends before all this happened, and yes there is issues we need to work out as a whole, but we are moving on completely and just want to forgive and forget, and that is what we are trying to do.

We walked up to Kix room and knocked, we didn't just want to burst in. Barbra let us in, and gave us a weak, friendly smile.

It was really hard seeing Kix lying in the hospital bed hooked up to so many machines, so man wires, and tubes. I hated it, I always got emotional when I saw him.

We sat down next to Barbra.

"How's he doing?" Ronnie asked.

Barbra just shook her head. "Nothing has changed."

Whenever I came to visit, which was everyday, I always talked to Kix. I wasn't sure if he could hear me, but I didn't want him to feel alone if he could.

There were flowers and cards that surrounded the room. They were from friends and family, It was sweet.

"How are you guys doing?" asked Barbra.

"We are doing good, still sore but good." I said.

"I am glad." she said.

We sat there for about twenty minutes talking small talk about nothing in particular. Ronnie motioned to me that we should probably get going.

We stood up and said our goodbyes.

"If you need anything at all, and I mean anything, let us know." Ronnie said to Barbra as he kissed her on the cheek.

"I will, thank you, both of you." We wished both her and Kix a goodbye and headed home