You are pissing me off with everything that you are throwing at Tom.
Tom isn't doing very well.
He was doing "okay" for a while and now he's not.
He has started sleeping 95% of the time.
He doesn't want to eat.
When he is awake, one minute he is coherent and then he drifts off and then the
next minute he is confused and lost.
I am so effin' scared. And sad. And angry.
I cry ALL.THE.TIME
I tell him over and over and over and over and over and over
that I love him infinitely.
He says he loves me, too.
I can't stop touching his strong hands.
I want to hold onto them forever.
These hands took care of me. Soothed me.
Wiped my tears. Comforted me.
I want to make sure that he feels my touch as often as possible.
I don't ever want to let go.