I’m at the office this morning. It feels good to do something normal; to be distracted.
The doctor called this morning. Finally. Good news overall, I think. Sounds like maybe Frey will get to come home tomorrow. As much as I miss her though, I’d rather she be there getting the help she needs if that is what is best for her. Gotta wait and see what happens.
Everyone is a fucking mess. All of us crying off and on all night.
Gotta get some more stuff done before I have to head home to D so we can go to visiting hours. I’m prepared to spend most of it in the waiting room since only two of us can go back at a time. I’m fine with it. Her parents need to be back there with her. I just need ten minutes to hug her and tell her I love her. I just want her to know that I’m there. That I care. That I’ll always be there for her no matter what.