I didn’t expect to really be crazy to do the nursing home thing tonight after that crazy emotional roller-coaster last night, but GOSH was it a hard trip.
I got there to find Donna just crying and crying in the hall and not able to stop. I asked about meds levels and I asked about the day and nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.
I rolled her away from the hubub and just held her and told her how much I loved her over and over. It took about an hour, but she finally calmed down and we had the first really wonderful conversation we’ve had since she’s been there.
God, I miss my princess. Can you see your way clear to send her back to me?