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Lest I Forget (6)
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After Shane left with the kids, I tried to sleep. I really did, it just didn’t happen. Eventually I realized I was pacing the floor out of the waiting room, and decided to head out to the hall instead.
Gemma bumped into me when she came into the hall at four-thirty. She looked like she wanted to scold me for being awake, but she didn’t say anything. She didn’t look all that great herself. I’d thought she’d left after the doctor had come in, but I realized then that she’d spent the time since checking the other patients on the ward. I knew she’d taken a special interest in Alice’s case, and while I appreciated that, I wanted her to take care of herself.
“Don’t worry about it,” she told me in a tired voice. “I just want to be here to make sure things get done right for her, that’s all. She’ll probably be in recovery most of today anyway, so I’m just checking in before I go home and get some sleep. If anything changes, call me, okay? I like the people I work with, but I’d like to be here.”
“Sure,” I replied, and then, because I couldn’t help myself, “Thanks.”
“Don’t thank me, I haven’t done anything,” she said with a shrug. “You should really get some sleep though. She’ll probably be out for awhile.”
“ I know. I just…”
“Can’t,” she finished for me. “I figured. Still, try and catch a nap if you can. Hell, the bed in room 18b is usually empty. Because that’s where I take a nap on my breaks,” she finished with a smile. “Try and rest, though,” she said. “You need your energy to help her.”
“Yes, doctor,” I mocked. She just smiled at me and rolled her eyes, and in a way she reminded me a lot of Alice right then. She left me with another plea to get some rest, and after she’d gone, I had an easier time of that. I didn’t really sleep, but I was able to let my body shut down a little.
I still wanted to be awake in case Al should wake up, so I kept myself at the edge of consciousness for as long as I was able. Eventually, though, the visions of Alice and my memories of our life together coupled themselves with my fears of losing her and became a strange sort of dream sequence in my mind, calming and peaceful on the surface, but with an uncertainty somewhere beneath it darker than the depths of night. I could feel myself shivering in my sleep, but couldn’t make myself open my eyes. Eventually the exhaustion won, and I spent the next few hours fighting the demons of my own imagination As my wife lay dead to the world not a hundred yards away.
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I am 5 years post stroke and still have a long way to go. It’s awful for an active person to be so stricken
Okay can I just say that I’m sending you millions of virtual bear hugs right now? I’m so very sorry. *hugs you*
Hey, i totally love this story it’s really cute and lovely and so well written and I just *sighs* I totally heart Danish. D was really cute going on about her son’s love of swimming and how much he was like A, I love the way the kids are like mini versions of them. Awwww at the Leisha and Erin thing, you must tell me more =) and thanks so much for posting again. YOU ROCK!
I’m so happy you posted again. I missed his. Thank you for a wonderful chapter. And I’m with Loved_up, you must ell us more about Erin and Leisha ;) thanks again
that was so tragically beautiful. have i mentioned within the past week how glad i am to have you back in this hemisphere? cant wait to hear all about it.
I am grateful that you even posted on the road. That was very generous of you since we all have been waiting for this story to continue. God, that D was one stubborn goat and would never change. I am now worried her like the children that she would get sick too. That would not be good. I totally love that Charlie now maybe because he resembled and behaved like A. Ever so loving and loyal to his mothers. So the klutzy D started Charlie swimming, that was funny. Pardon my stupidity, was Howie the donor after all? If so, how come they never told him before? That would be another 5 years worth of therapy. Lots of subtle and not so subtle humor in this chapter, such as S spitting her coffee; “spot on the wall looked like Alice to me”; Charlie smelling like chorine; “the consent form written in gibberish.” Great news about A, I couldn’t be happier. Can’t wait till the next post. Hope you find your way back home safely. Thanks MT.
Yay, you’re back and you’re posting again. :) If I were Dana I would have stayed at the hospital too. It’s kind of sad to read about their last days together (probably) and that they are not able to communicate during these days since Al is in a coma. :( I agree with Loved_up, I totally love the fact that Charlie abd Kallie are miniversions of Dana and Alice.:D
This is great and I love that Charlie is like Alice…AWWW So cute!Great Update!!! I would love a full overview of the convention!!!
Thanks so much for the new post, MT! Sorry to hear about your travel woes. Hopefully you can get back on your way soon. I also want to hear more about the Erin/Leisha interaction. ;-D This was another great chapter! I look forward to hearing more about Kallie and Charlie — sounds like there are some good stories there. Poor Dana. I hope she gets some rest. I wish she had gone to the hotel. You are starting to give me hope that Alice will make it through this illness. Is it just wishful thinking on my part?