Or maybe a good argument to keep my mind occupied. I flew into Boston from Poemix with my five year old son. My mom and half brother picked us up at the airport and we came straight to the hospital. As recently as this morning they thought he had a couple of weeks. When I called to tell my mom my plane was delayed she told me he had less than 24 hours. So we came straight from the airport. They stayed a little while and then went home. I'm spending the night in his room.
Where at? Looks like I'm going to have plenty of time to just hang since my flight back isn't until next Sunday. I came because he was supposed to be discharged to hospice tomorrow or tuesday and I wanted to help him make that difficult transition. All different now, the nurse say he knows I'm there but whatever. I'm at Lawrence Memorial Hospital, which oddly enough isnt in Lawrence but rather in Malden or Medford or one of those M towns I always get mixed up.
I'm sorry you're going through that. I'm right outside of Boston if you need anything.