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Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/375145-So-tired
Rated: 13+ · Book · Biographical · #912643
The storm clouds are piling high.
#375145 added September 24, 2005 at 10:02pm
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So tired
Robert was moved to the Edmond Specialty Hospital. It's about mile closer to the house than the regular hospital, but I feel as if I'm being pulled to pieces. I'm tired, beyond tired, but I want to be with Robert as much as I can.

I come home to an empty house, try to remember to eat something, sleep when I can, wash clothes to take back to him. I get online and try to let my interests there help me forget a bit and relax.

Robert sleeps off and on all the time. His wound is looking a little better, but he doesn't act any better. He gets so confused and lost sometimes. He looks like he's aged another ten years. He wonders why Randy and his family doesn't come by at least for a quick visit.

Dear God, please let Robert be all right.

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