Friday, August 11, 2017

12.59 a.m.

I can't write all my fears here. I feel as if I must be brave, wear a brave face. So what's the use of writing anything then? It doesn't feel true. I listen to him breathing in the dark. It sounds labored. I'm scared.

10 comments:

  1. I am sending you a big hug from UK. XX

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  2. I hope everything is well in the end, as you stay brave during this trying time. Warm greetings to you and yours.

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  3. I pray that his recovery is swift and your fears subside. Ive have missed reading your blog. I was without internet most of July while away. It felt good in one way, but also a bit frustrating.

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  4. Everything seems scarier at 12:59 a.m. That's been my experience, anyway. If I were there I'd give you a hug! Keeping my fingers crossed and hoping for the best...

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  5. How is he today? You? Hugs!

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  6. I am hoping it gets better. You are in the best place to get the best medical treatment and have loved ones who can guide you. I hope there recovery and peace on the other side of pain gauntlet. I'm thinking about you and your wonderful husband

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  7. Oh honey. I am with you. My heart is with you. Keep us posted.

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  8. This post brings tears to my eyes having just gone through a terrifying medical issue with my own husband.

    Let's hold each other's hands, okay? I have been thinking about you lots. I'm not kidding. I wish you knew how much love I am sending to you right now. xo

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  9. Steve is right about everything being scarier in the wee hours. Wish I could hug you too. I'll join everyone else in wishing for a swift, full recovery.
    Xoxo
    Barbara

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  10. Add my wishes to the sum of good wishes here. Thinking of you.

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