Just once this year I want to hear some really good news. I am so damn tired of trying to stay positive only to hear more bad news. It feels like someone is kicking your feet out from underneath you when you're struggling to stand anyway. I watch one of the strongest men I know struggle. He's learning to live with a bag. Trying to keep his strength up and his food down. I was hoping the doctor could tell us that it wasn't as bad as he thought, but that didn't happen. He couldn't tell us anything we wanted to hear. I'm trying to keep Dwight's spirits up, but he's tired and weak. I can only hope and pray.
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