Maybe. Maybe Not.
We can't be sure till the tests come back. And I still feel kinda sick. Hews walking, sure and talking, and we have his blood pressure under control, and he's only a little dizzy, and I of all people should know that it's not a big deal, that even though he'll be there every week for pretty much the rest of his life for a hour, which is better than it sounds, if he pulls through and takes care of himself and that diabetes and stuff he'll be mostly okay...
Then why is it that when shit happens to me, I could care less, but when it happens to people I actually like, I worry?
We can't be sure till the tests come back. And I still feel kinda sick. Hews walking, sure and talking, and we have his blood pressure under control, and he's only a little dizzy, and I of all people should know that it's not a big deal, that even though he'll be there every week for pretty much the rest of his life for a hour, which is better than it sounds, if he pulls through and takes care of himself and that diabetes and stuff he'll be mostly okay...
Then why is it that when shit happens to me, I could care less, but when it happens to people I actually like, I worry?