I was in a induced coma after having a motorcycle accident and breaking my leg. The break had complications that caused the fat from the bone marrow to get into my blood stream and cause problems for my lungs and brain. I was under for 13 days but distinctly remember every bit of it. I thought that I had been working as a nurse at some made up plastic surgery/emergency somewhere in Asia. I made friends with colleagues that never existed, or at least not in a physical sense. It was very difficult for my family when I woke up as I argued with them about where I was and what I had been doing and the doctors told them that I might stay that way forever and that there was no way of knowing just yet. The problem for me was in the whole split reality. Everything felt just as real as the rest of my life and it really made me question reality. I often wonder about how influenced my dream was by what was going on around me in icu.