This morning jack wants to go back to school. And while I so admire his courage, I am afraid. He has a tube that runs down his nose, is taped across his check and the the tubing goes into a back pack. The back pack contains a pump and a bag full of "food" for Jack. His friends have embraced him. They have come by in a pack to hang out with Jack. But now he is off the the halls of middle school. I know everyone will not be as kind, and for me this is heartbreaking.
I have told his sister sam to look after Jack. The cruelest part about having a chronic illness is that along with the pain and hospitalization, there comes this....
I wish I could go with him. Stand next to him. Look after him. After spend weeks in the hospital with him, it is so hard to let him go.....
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