Regular Joe
Senior Member
- Joined
- Sep 2, 2009
- Messages
- 302
I just got home from the Cleveland Clinic (yet again!). I stayed as long as I could, but the GI docs were knee-deep in 4 emergencies, so a few question marks came up at the end of my 24 hours.
Like:
-What happened to the 15-20 pounds she was wearing 3 weeks ago?
-Where did her appetite disappear to?
-How come I can wrap my hand completely around her upper arm and touch my fingers on the other side?
And:
What are the results of (tomorrow's) CT?
I've been poked in the arm and stared up at enough florescent lights from on my back to know she's sick. It's not little sick either. It's visit-the-nurse-grab-the-nearest-GI-doc sick. It's same-day non-ER admission sick.
You know when someone you love is hurting. But somehow you're never really prepared no matter how much you think you're prepared. When you look into hollow eyes, and they're the only eyes you love as much, you probably understand what a "sinking heart" feels like.
That's what happened at the end of my 24 hours today.
Like:
-What happened to the 15-20 pounds she was wearing 3 weeks ago?
-Where did her appetite disappear to?
-How come I can wrap my hand completely around her upper arm and touch my fingers on the other side?
And:
What are the results of (tomorrow's) CT?
I've been poked in the arm and stared up at enough florescent lights from on my back to know she's sick. It's not little sick either. It's visit-the-nurse-grab-the-nearest-GI-doc sick. It's same-day non-ER admission sick.
You know when someone you love is hurting. But somehow you're never really prepared no matter how much you think you're prepared. When you look into hollow eyes, and they're the only eyes you love as much, you probably understand what a "sinking heart" feels like.
That's what happened at the end of my 24 hours today.