DAY 19 – 10 November:
Michelle: Conor is hanging on. By a thread, but hanging on none the less. And we do our best to hang on too. Although it’s so incredibly hard, more so than I have words available to describe, to watch him lying there so ill and there is nothing I can do to help him. I try and be strong for him, but inevitably end up crying over him as I stroke his head, his only available body part to touch. I tell him how brave and strong he is, how much I love him, and how we are championing him from the side lines. If only our will for him to get through was strong enough. No change in his status, which is both a blessing and a curse. So we wait some more…….and hope some more that there will be a change in the right direction.
Michael: The best description to make it through is “Autopilot”, you do everything but don’t know how. You reach the end of the day, emotionally drained and have very little recollection of what actually happened. The lights are on but nobody’s home.
Conor is still fighting. The doctors tell us there is very little change, and we take that as a victory, every day he gets through is a miracle. Keep going Champ!
As for us, one still needs to eat. We have been fortunate enough to have had help with that, but today we grab take-aways. The simplest solution to manage the time constraints, no time to cook.