Carrying some of the heaviness
After posting my last blog post, Levent and I returned home for 4 grueling days of being in Kansas. Once we concluded our short work week, we headed back to St Louis to be with the Millers for an extra long, Labor Day weekend.
Even bigger news came at the end of our visit on Tuesday when the hospital told us that the Millers were ready to be discharged to the rehab facilities at the Ohio State University Hospital in Columbus (which is where they live). Not only that, but their insurance was going to cover 100% of their transportation via ambulances to Ohio, (which, according to the SLU hospital social worker is practically unheard of in the insurance world).
These are all really good things. The sooner they are in rehab the better. But part of our new sucky reality though is that they are now 12 hours away instead of only 6 and half. I have no idea when we will be able to see them next. That's really hard.
When we were out there, it was easier to know how to support them. Even if I was just sitting there, at least I could carry some of the heaviness with them. But now, back in Kansas. I once again feel at a loss. How do I support and and share in my boyfriend's struggle when ultimately, his pain is way deeper than mine? I am not sure.
But I keep trying. I guess that's the only thing to do for now.