Jan 16, 2011 - 11:55 pm
We were talking this evening, and Pat wrote me an explanation of what he was feeling:
"I would love one day where my neck didn't hurt have a normal appetite. Not tired. No aches and pains. And just a fun day with you. I'm so stressed so as you. I don't want to die and leave you you're my life. I'm going to fight the best I can. You went through enough in your life. Wanted to change that but you got this. I'm fighting the best I can Hun that's all I can do."
Somehow that alone makes all the crap worth it :)