Oct 18, 2010 18:18
I haven't really been posting in here much these past couple years but today I felt the need to write.
Today was the first time I went to the hospital to visit since Logan passed away. I really thought I'd be okay. I mean it had been two weeks since I had returned from Scotland (so two mondays I could have gone but didn't) and I thought I could handle it.
I should have realized I was wrong when I started tearing up in the cab ride there.
Almost immediately the main social worker who works there saw me and she said "oh you're the lady with the cat...where's your cat?" and that was all I needed to start bawling as I told her what happened.
I didn't stay long really. I went and sat with one of our regulars for about 20 minutes and chatted since she was the one who said Logan and I were the only people who ever visted her.
I'm going to go back and hopefully stay longer, another regular mentioned she wanted to hear all about my trip. But today I could only handle about half an hour then I left.
It's just so hard some days without him