Waiting

Nov 24, 2006 22:52

I think waiting is the hardest thing. Waiting to hear from Todd's surgeon, waiting to schedule the surgery, waiting to know whether I (selfishly) have to cancel my training in Florida to be here. Waiting. Waiting.

I feel like all I can do is wait and I think my patience is wearing thin. My mom fills the time crying and praying. My dad works. I feel like we've waiting so long already that I was out of words for awhile. No one want to bother me but they all want to know what now? What's happening? Are you alright? Is Todd in any pain? How is your family? And I want things to be normal but they aren't anymore. And it's frustrating to not have answers.

I don't know what is happening. I don't know if I am alright. I think I am but I'm not sure. I don't think Todd is in any pain. My family is pulling together -- we're hanging in there as best we can.

Then I think wait this is Thanksgiving. I should remember and count the blessing here. Todd is young, and healthy and fit. He has a lovely girlfriend who is full of support and love. All of us are here and we love him. He has great faith. And so do we. There are many, many, many of you out there thinking of us and helping us through this time. He found it now, early instead of learning later when it had become a crisis situation.

Only the waiting is so hard, so draining, so exhausting.
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