Driving Home

WTF!!!!!!  The ICU was so hectic with endless testing and prodding and administering medication.  It felt like they threw us out of the hospital with no directions, instructions or compassion.  The first thing I did was have Darin lay down in the sun in the grass right outside the hospital.  I could feel his spirit soak up life, the sun, the feeling of being alive, the unknown of his future.  Driving the hour home took a very long time.  I was driving about 40-45 mph in a daze as cars and trucks sped past, honking horns and just thinking “my god what is wrong with people.”  I was operating in slow motion and reveling having my husband next to me ALIVE and remembering to just be with him in this moment, loving him.  So many emotions came through for Darin on this slow journey home.  He was still asking what happened.