June 12
At 2 o clock Josie was finally able to get me out of the hospital. Armed with bags of painkillers, pills to fight off infection, and ointment for my stitches I sat in the back of Josie's car. I was nestled in between soft pillows, and fell asleep again.
Next thing I knew Josie was lightly running a finger on my cheek to wake me up. We were in front of her house, the one she told me was her parents. I saw Mr. Coulson and Robby Rob walking up to the car.
Inside Josie had her spare room upstairs set up for me, and also the couch in the living room was set up for me to lounge on.
Nobody has ever going through this much trouble. She must just feel guilty about lying to me. Josie, Coulson, and Rob all seemed to expect me to sit and talk and eat. But I don't really feel like doing much. So I just went up the stairs, with Rob's help, and laid down on the bed and went back to sleep.
June 16 I have spent the past few days sleeping and starting to eat regular food again. Josie is just happy that I don't smoke anymore. But she also seems happy to have a full house. Since Coulson's (he keeps insisting I call him Sam) lease is over and his girlfriend went to New York he is staying also. Plus Josie and Rob's parents are mad about Rob having a party. So he is staying also. It's nice because Josie and Coulson have to work during the day (she's doing a study on child abuse for the paper and he is teaching summer English courses at a local community college), Rob and I get a good chance to chat. He is funny, and a great ball player.
Most of all I just wait for the evenings, when Sam is cooking dinner and Rob goes to baseball practice. Josie and I just sit and talk. It reminds me what a great person she is.
June 20 I finally feel that I have a real family. We have our set routines that all somehow mesh together and end with the four of us eating dinner every night. I have never had anything like this in the world. My body feels much better now. The only real pain I have is my ribs. At least I got the stitches out of my head. I'm starting to feel one hundred percent.
At 2 o clock Josie was finally able to get me out of the hospital. Armed with bags of painkillers, pills to fight off infection, and ointment for my stitches I sat in the back of Josie's car. I was nestled in between soft pillows, and fell asleep again.
Next thing I knew Josie was lightly running a finger on my cheek to wake me up. We were in front of her house, the one she told me was her parents. I saw Mr. Coulson and Robby Rob walking up to the car.
Inside Josie had her spare room upstairs set up for me, and also the couch in the living room was set up for me to lounge on.
Nobody has ever going through this much trouble. She must just feel guilty about lying to me. Josie, Coulson, and Rob all seemed to expect me to sit and talk and eat. But I don't really feel like doing much. So I just went up the stairs, with Rob's help, and laid down on the bed and went back to sleep.
June 16 I have spent the past few days sleeping and starting to eat regular food again. Josie is just happy that I don't smoke anymore. But she also seems happy to have a full house. Since Coulson's (he keeps insisting I call him Sam) lease is over and his girlfriend went to New York he is staying also. Plus Josie and Rob's parents are mad about Rob having a party. So he is staying also. It's nice because Josie and Coulson have to work during the day (she's doing a study on child abuse for the paper and he is teaching summer English courses at a local community college), Rob and I get a good chance to chat. He is funny, and a great ball player.
Most of all I just wait for the evenings, when Sam is cooking dinner and Rob goes to baseball practice. Josie and I just sit and talk. It reminds me what a great person she is.
June 20 I finally feel that I have a real family. We have our set routines that all somehow mesh together and end with the four of us eating dinner every night. I have never had anything like this in the world. My body feels much better now. The only real pain I have is my ribs. At least I got the stitches out of my head. I'm starting to feel one hundred percent.