I spent my evening walking back and forth, walking from one unit of the hospital to the other getting things that the old man will need including new sets of medication. Earlier when I got here, I met Simona who looked tired, hungry, and worried. Dried tears had marked her face and in as much as she is tired, was pacing up and down. She relaxed when she saw me and the huge sigh that she released was refreshing.
"Ms. Liana, thank heavens you are here. Mr. Gonzalez is in there!"She pointed to the door she was standing by.
"Is he alright? What happened to him?"
"I don't know. When we came here they took him straight to that room and I was asked to stand here."
I tried getting some information from the nurses but it seemed they had no idea what was going on so I had no choice but to wait w
