It’s been two weeks since we brought Jake home, there’s been no change in his condition. I’ve been clinging to hope and praying as much as possible that he’ll wake up soon. In the meantime I’ve been talking to him and reading books to him. Marcus, Skylah and Aria stop by daily to check on him, Devin pops in when he can.
They all tell him about their day and tell him how much they miss him. Whenever Aria stops in, she sends me home to shower and change clothes, it’s the only time I leave the hospital. Angela and Brian have stopped by a couple of times to bring me papers I need to sign, and go over order forms.
I was sitting in the chair next to Jake’s bed, reading him today's book, when I suddenly felt the urge to puke. I ran for the bathroom and emptied my stomach. This was the third da
