From a struggling Dad and husband I want to say…. Thank you “-N.”
Your mom walked myself and two sons down to the ICU. Your mom told me your dad just got out of brain surgery and I was telling her how my wife went status and intubated for the second time in a week. Three times in two months. I didn’t tell you how hard the last two years have been. I didn’t tell you of the hospital visits, the doctor’s appointments, the cancelled life events that meant so much to my kids, the extra hours I’ve picked up to help pay on our debt. I didn’t tell you how my son wakes up from nightmares almost everyday where his mom dies. I didn’t tell you that every night I fall asleep wondering if this will be our last night together. I didn’t tell you how my wife has to use a wheel chair after seizures or that she’s down to just skin and bones because the medicine makes her too sick to eat. I didn’t tell you the literal torture she has been going through. I didn’t tell you.. but I didn’t need to. Somehow you must have seen it. I didn’t get your name, nor you mine but I want to thank you from the deepest part of my heart. Hopefully somehow this reaches you. Thank you “-N.” Maybe one day I will be able to give you a hug. I wish you and your family the best.