Every since his death I have a beyond hate love relationship with hospitals one in particular, especially emergency rooms. Since the day I was told "we tried everything we could, but he didn't make it" and was handed the bag with his wedding ring I have not stepped foot in Alexian Brothers (sp) AKA Regional hospital. It brings anxiety to even drive near it I am thankful that I am on the other side of town and do not pass it often. Recently we were told our son has food allergies and I had to go into the same parking lot of regional. I remember dreading it, hands clammy, heart beating fast, as my mind replayed the events of that day in fast forward mode. I still do not understand why or even how, and I know I never will. As I pulled into the parking lot I was surprised to see that they are making changes....changes to what once was....it no longer looks the same...but the memories will never come close to fading in my head and in my heart. May he Rest in Peace.
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