It Will Be A While
Rudy started feeling awful around last Thursday- well, awfuller than usual, he never feels good- and on Friday he really started to get bad, He was stroking out, so I took him to the hospital. He’s okay, he’s stable. He can walk, but he can’t talk well at all. He talks like “Me- just want- say- me- love you.” And you can read the frustration on his face.
I knew it was going to be a battlefield on the health front when we got married, I just didn’t realise the enemy was going to pound us so quickly and so hard.
anne
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Talk to me, kid.
All the best wishes from DK.
Really hope you all get through it.