Here she was deep into her thoughts in the waiting room of a hospital. I wonder if she was thinking what the hell am I as young as I am, doing in this waiting room and moments from being called to surgery to implant a device on my chest in order for doctors and nurses to have quick access to my veins. She was scared that day but did not want to show it due to her youngest named Conner had accompanied her to the hospital along with me and her husband. No sooner had they escorted us to the waiting room when her husband said, "Well, you're mom's here anyway so I'm heading out with Conner and will call the hospital from time to time and check to see if you're ready to come home." I looked at Jeannette's face to see her reaction. She was so preoccupied with her surgery that she didn't even care. I cared. What kind of a man, a husband would leave his wife and act like it was no big deal and leave. It pissed me off. But, I did not want Jeannette to get upset so I let it go. I hugged her and told her that I would be waiting for her when she came out of surgery. She smiled at me as the nurse escorted her to the surgery room. I prayed everything would turn out well. That was around 7:00 a.m. She was in recovery by around noon time and ready to leave at around 2:00 p.m. Her husband arrived just in time to take her home. She was in a good mood on the way home and kept telling me that she was going to win her battle with cancer and for me not to worry so much. I managed to crack a smile to hide the fact that I was so nervous and so sad at what she had to go through. My poor sweet Jeannette. I miss her so much. She didn't deserve all that she went through.
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