Since Randy has been in hospital the minutes seem like hours, the hours like days, the days like weeks, the weeks like month and each month a year. Time means nothing and you become numb with exhaustion making you indifferent. You wait and wait and wait. But wait for what. I do not know. It seems that you are in a vortex with no end except for flashback memories of the difficult times that are now remembered as the best of times as there is nothing else to remember.
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