33. Being Strong

Dad was moved into a recovery room three days later. I stayed and would not leave him alone for one week straight. Nate would come and go with my stuff and my meals.

Dad's near-death ordeal was a memory, that I still couldn't erase from my mind. I would still cry myself in the hospital bathroom, just so he would see me stay strong for him. While in actual I was hanging by a thread. If Nate hadn't stayed with me every night at the hospital and accompany me, I would lose my mind watching dad sleeping every night, and making sure