Her wishes, her thoughts and dreams stayed with her in the ICU special ward. With one clock ticking and a special aroma that felt like a freshly baked chocolate cookie. Her heart rate echoed in the locked room. The special machine sound in the quiet, dark room. Every 15 hours there would be a nurse who checked on her around 09:00 a.m. In the morning. The Beauty dog would sit next to her and stare at her teeth with the fat stomping lips she had every three days