The light of my life and so many others , the best that humanity could possibly have made, my soul mate is fighting for his life after suffering a major stroke just two days after his 58th birthday.
Every morning at 9 am to 9 pm is now the only time we are allowed to visit and sit by his bedside in the ICU. He knows I'm there, he knows and is aware of everything going on around him. He squeezes my hand as I fight back back tears. Twice a day he might open his eyes and say my name. He tries his best to crack jokes with the nurses while trying to answer simple questions like his name and where he is.
Yesterday all of his and everyone else's treatment was put on hold as a lunatic with a gun ran around the hospital causing a lockdown alert. Nothing in your life could ever prepare you to face anything like this. The strongest, best part of consciousness itself , the man that I admire more than anything, trapped in a broken body on the third floor ICU hospital bed. At the very least his life will never be the same , at the very worst we lose him forever.
Come back please baby come back to us. We still time to make the world a better place. Stay here a while please