| Article: | Prisoner in his own body EUGENE — On the sixth floor of an intensive care unit the man in the hospital bed stares up at a stark, white ceiling. Noises drift about him: the soft, monotonous beeps and sighs of a ventilator. The low murmur of voices from a nurse’s station just a few feet away. Crowded with machines, the room is dark, save for the sunlight streaming in from a large window. |