It's here. The One Week mark. This time next Friday, I will be out of it. My family will be waiting. The closer it gets, the more real it gets. I really dread seeing what I'll see (or not see) when I wake up. And waiting to talk to the doctor to see how bad it is. But I want it over. Done. This will be a real test for Mike. Will he handle everything? Or will I have to handle it through the fog of the drugs that I will be inhaling? Guess I'll find out.
I know Evan will be fine. He's such a little man.
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