Every passing day now shows something new. The deterioration is becoming faster I think. And it all takes a toll. This morning I got a message on phone from Mariam while at work. It said ” and the day has started, crying, anxiety, agitation , anger”. I had a long day at work today, just another busy day. Mom was better and eating dinner by the time I came home.
Mom went for a walk with dad later, just a bit before maghrib prayers. When she came back in I went to help her out in coming in the house… I hugged her and it was a moment of silence and she started praying for me and crying while praying.. I couldn’t hold it in today. I couldn’t be the strong guy today.