8 East Night 1

Dr. Friedman stopped by before he left for the weekend. The xray yesterday afternoon looked as good as the night after the cath.

The ultrasound, however, showed both lungs have effusions or collections of blood – and there is no way to know other than repeating images.

Every time the nurse came into his room yesterday he cried and declared “I want to leave” and “I want to go home.”

Then he cried in my arms.

I hadn’t ever seen Marsh’s spirits so low – worsened by the previous night’s promises of going home yesterday – and I really never want to see him so sad ever again.

💔

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