He was really good. He had Toby over and they were playing video games and laughing a lot. He was actually talking about it being cool getting to go back to school with Toby. Then this just hit. Waiting in the ER while they pump his stomach... again. They said he'll be okay, because it was only a few minutes after that I realised he wasn't in his room. I panicked and made him throw up, which they said was a good thing. I'm not strong enough for this, Sammy. I thought I was doing okay, but I seriously fucked up.
You are protecting him, mate. You are. You're doing the best you can, but the illness is just bigger right now. You were worried about this, you told me you were scared he would throw himself under a bus the day he was diagnosed. You've been thinking about so much, you can't think of all the little things too.
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