She talked about a few things, I can hardly remember, all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball. I didn't even want to live myself at that point. I wanted to disappear. And to top it all off we had to wait for the regular scheduled day surgery to be completed. I went under crying, I woke up crying and I've been crying ever since.
Some days are better than others.
I've been home almost a week, I'll be home still for one more week, trying to cope. Two days ago I cried all day uncontrollably, today has been better. This letter is very hard to write, I'm reliving all the emotions all over again. I did laundry the other day, folding some maternity tops was unbearable. I don't know how I'll get through this.