Rosslyn October 7, 2000
Abbey,
I saw the fear in your eyes at the hospital. And it's still there. We both knew that danger was always a possibility in this job. But I was lucky. And we both know it. I am recovering now. I made it though. It had to be horrible to hear about it but it also had to help to see me and know it wasn't all that bad. Josh had it so much worse. I was only in surgery for a couple of hours. His surgery went on for over twelve. Hey, I know it's different. I'm your husband and he's not. But we still care for him a great deal.
I'm going to be fine. You know that. The doctors at GW told you that as well. You've already made your assessment of me. When we got back to the Residence, I had to submit to a thirty-minute exam before you would even let walk to the bathroom by myself. And I let you because I didn't want you to worry. You had already worried enough for the both of us in the past forty-eight hours. I'm going to be fine. I didn't have a relapse either. Now that was a relief to both of us.
I promise I will take it easy but I do have a country to run. I will take a couple of days and stay in bed but after that I have to get back to the Oval. I love you sweetheart and I'm sorry for the last few days. Please let the fear leave those eyes. I want to see love there. Okay? I'll be fine.
All my love, Jed