It has been a month since the accident.
I have been doing great. I have been performing small shows here and there, still trying to take it easy.
Ronnie has been writing music, and has been doing a lot more then I have. I swear that man will kill himself from overworking himself. He says it helps him clear his mind.
Kix is still in a coma, but has been showing progress, and the doctors are more hopeful then they were to begin with.
Narvel and I spend time with Barbra everyday, we try and keep her company so she don't feel so alone.
Right now, Narvel, Janine, Ronnie, and I are all sitting on Barbra's living room with her talking.
Janine and I are sitting on the couch with Barbra, Narvel is sitting on one chair, and Ronnie on another.
We were talking for about an hour, when the home phone rang.
Barbra went to check who it was.
She looked at us with fear in her eyes. "It's the hospital." she said.
"Answer it." said Narvel.
"Hello?" Asked Barbra as she answered. "Yes, this is she."
"Really? Ok, ok. I'll be right there. Thank you."
She hung up the phone and about jumped up in glee. "Kix is awake!"