"Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break." ~William Shakespeare

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Hospital Visit

I went to see him today. He was happy to see me there. I didn't cry, and that was my goal. I didn't want him to see any fear or sadness in my face, only happiness. I told him that when he gets into a room, I am going to give him a shave, lol. Tomorrow, they are going to try to take out the breathing tube. I hope that they are able to because I can tell that he wants to talk to me, and it frustrates him that he can't. He looks so uncomfortable. I noticed that his hair is growing back, and it is growing back quite dark. It was gray pre-chemo. I told him that I would be back to see him tomorrow morning. He will likely forget that I was there, so it will be a surprise all over again. :)

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