So Fragile

My friend’s husband is in the hospital in a drug induced coma trying to fight off an infection. I was at their house less than two weeks ago and he was fine. Now, he’s not. I feel helpless. She sends out daily updates and I wait anxiously for them and I know that many other do too. They ask me if I’ve heard anything else. I haven’t.

I talked Marcy about them this morning and she said that when people talk about how hard it must be with Pete she responds that she knows what autism is not. Things like this make me remember how fragile life is.