After the surgery, as Bob lay in a coma, Lee was struggling with the prospect that her beloved husband might not get better anytime soon.
"I said to Bob's brother, David, 'I don't know how much longer I can do this. My kids are up in New York. I'm here away from them. Bob's not waking up. They're talking to me about a nursing home facility for him. What am I going to do?' I went to bed praying and saying, 'Bob, you've got to do this now. This is in your hands and God's hands right now,'" Lee says.
The next morning, at 4 a.m., Bob woke up and asked for Lee—whose name he remembered. When she finally arrived at his room at 7 a.m., Bob had a question for his wife. "I said, 'Honey, where have you been?"
"I wanted to ... say, 'What are you talking about? I've been living here for five weeks,'" Lee says. "But I just grabbed him. I mean, I couldn't believe it."
And that's not all he had to say after 36 days. Lee says the corpsman who was on watch with Bob overnight said, "He's been waking up and he's been speaking Chinese and, I think, French, and I think he's been doing a newscast!"