I arrived in Denver today, after spending a week and a half in Stillwater. Though it was hard to leave so soon after Mom's funeral, it's important for me to be with Craig, especially given his most recent downturn. I spent the morning saying a private goodbye to our situation in Stillwater, and then after a hug to Dad, the girls (Erin, Diane, and I) hopped in the car and headed south to OKC for my afternoon flight to Denver. By 2-ish, Emily and I were driving away from the airport towards Craig's apartment. After a quick hello, and a squirt of the 2 p.m. meds, we were back on the road, heading towards Uni C for Craig's weekly visit with Dr. F. (more on the appointment in next post). I left Denver from the hospital; I suppose it was fitting that I began my stay here at the hospital.
Being back is surreal, and again, I feel like I've left something behind. I can feel myself tucking everything back towards the darkest, quietest corner of my mind. Craig's sick; he's in a hard spot. To go from saying goodbye to Mom to an equally difficult situation with Craig is perhaps too much for a person to process. It's in times of crisis when defense mechanisms come in handy; I think I'm inclined to use them. -- J
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