Shouldn’t packing up my husband be a joyous occasion? Is it the fact that I have come to love so many of the nurses, doctors and staff here at CHIPSA Hospital that every goodbye hurts? Is it the fact that we finally get to go home and my heart is happy that the treatments are working? Is it the fact that they have cared for my hubs so well that fear is setting in on what the next 90 days requires of us at home? I imagine its all of the above.
Wow. What a hard day. What an emotional day. I woke up a little earlier this morning anticipating a full day filled with information, meetings and goodbyes. I should have known the day would be filled with strong emotions. But, who can ever be prepared for these types of situations?