Day 34:
Today is the first day Hal has been able to get out of bed. They took the straps off three days ago, but he had been too weak to get up. He tries to stand, but his legs are shaky so he has to sit back down. He hates feeling so pathetic. All of the pride he had a month ago is completely shattered. Tom and Alex have now seen him in the complete worst state he's ever been. They've seen him get sick all over himself. They've seen him talk to imaginary people (who were very real to him). And they've heard him say the worse possible things. If he were them, he probably would have bailed along time ago, but they stayed with him through it all, and he couldn't be more thankful for that.
The past few weeks had been really hard, but thankfully now he is mostly better. The only things that lingers still are the dreams. Just last night, he had dreamed that he was in the middle of everyday life when he ripped open his shirt revealing a super hero costume with a domino on it and flew out of the room yelling "Super Hal to the rescue!" He knows the dreams will not be done with for some time, but that doesn't stop him from worrying if he's gone mental.
The upside is that the worst part is over, and he has Tom and Alex to thank for it.