My 32-year-old wife had been pregnant and in a coma for eight months. The head doctor told me to prepare to raise our baby alone. Then the night janitor’s granddaughter sneaked into Room 312 carrying a jar of soil from her hometown. When the nurses tried to remove her, my wife’s heart monitor suddenly went wild, and her fingers tightly grabbed the little girl’s hand.

“DON’T LET THEM TAKE MY BABY! THE PEOPLE WHO DID THIS TO ME… ARE STILL INSIDE THIS HOSPITAL!” Those were the first words Rachel Whitfield spoke after EIGHT MONTHS IN A COMA, just as a seven-year-old girl…