A cry for help no one answered
THE John Scannell that lies in a hospital bed bears but a fleeting resemblance to the husband, father and friend that people once knew.
Where once photographs showed a handsome face and a cheeky grin, there now lies a motionless body in a persistent vegetative state. An eerie silence hangs over him with the only sound in his hospital room, the echo of laughing nurses up the corridor.
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