Elliot
“Alright, he is doing great. I think he is ready to be discharged this afternoon,” Mary tells me. My eyes swell up with tears, the happy kind. She holds onto me as I sob, letting go of the pent up emotions from this past week on a stranger’s shoulders. At least she was nice.
“Hey, you are doing good Mama. Look, Charlie is doing good too,” Mary coos into my ear. I let go of her and nod.
“I’m okay, really, I just…”
“It’s okay. It’s okay to be overwhelmed by a situation like this. It’s okay to ask for help. All the things you feel are okay. You don’t have to make an excuse or try to explain yourself. I told you before, I am here for you. And so are Nell and Alexis. I asked them to wait outside the room so I could answer your questions and for privacy. I can ask them t
