Went home with a heavy heart. When I stepped into the house, my mom was dazing outside the window.
I suddenly had this feeling I've not felt it eversince I met Shnookie. This gut instinct usually sense that something not good is bound to happen. This same gut feeling always turned out right.
Till I cried all of a sudden. Till I gave Shnookie a weird message, asking him to take care of himself real good. I cried while praying. Cry for Shafi'e, cry for the bad gut feeling of mine.
I just hope you get better. Hope that's the last ops. Then it's time for your speedy recovery.
He went for another ops to remove water off the brain. Head swelling lessen, hormones getting better.