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I was worried. My husband, Dallon, was sick, and without surgery, he'd die.
I spent a long time helping him recover. I don't think I fully understood how scared I was until now.
We've been in and out of the hospital to keep him alive and in need of many medications.
Right now, he's in the ICU.
I'm not able to see him.
I haven't seen him in two weeks.
I haven't seen him in six weeks.
Since our anniversary, I haven't seen him at all.
He's not in any shape to want to be around anyone.
I'm scared I've lost my boyfriend. I know this is not true.
He's going to get better, and that's a part of my life that I can always enjoy.
I'm so worried, though.
In all my previous experiences with illnesses, I've never lost one.
And my love has lasted through time and distance.
But as I've lost so many friends and family members.
A year is not that long to form an unbreakable bond.
I can't just put a price on that.
A year is not a short time.
But still, I don't understand why it has to hurt so much.
I know I'm stressed out and overwrought with worry.
That's natural for me.
I'm still so fragile.
This has been a tough two weeks for me.
I'm hoping that I get to see Dallon soon.
But that's just wishful thinking.
So, for now, I'll make do with what I have.
I'll be okay as long as I have the courage to say goodbye.
I was wondering if I should write something about what's been going on.
It's been a little while since I've had a post about everyday life.
What's been going on lately?
Dallon came down with something very rare and very serious a few months ago.
He was admitted to the hospital with a brain aneurysm.
We're still not sure if he's going to live or die.
Right now, he's still in the hospital, but I've taken a little break from the hospital.
But I'm sure I'll go back there soon.
I need to make sure he's alright.
Hopefully, he'll be okay.
He just needs a few days to rest, right?
I went to see him.
I found out I only have 6 months left with him.
6 months til Dallon dies.
6 months til I lose the love of my life. My soulmate. The man who's stuck with me through everything . The man who's stuck with me for good.
Of course, he has his faults, like every guy.
But none of his faults compare to what I've experienced with him.
He always wants to be with me, which I love, but I also feel like I need to be by his side.
I need to be there.
I have to be there.
And I can't lose him. I just can't.
I'm scared.
I don't want to lose him.
I need to be there for him when he comes home.
When he came home, he looked so different. he looked sick.
His color had become pale, and his eyes were sunken.
He hasn't been himself since he got sick.
His voice has gotten weaker, and he can barely speak.
He has a little more energy, but it comes and goes.
He still loves me, and I love him.
He still kisses me whenever he sees me.
He'll grab me when he thinks I'm not paying attention to him.
And I love him so much.
I wish he would get better so I could see him every day.
But I'm still scared that something's going to happen.
I know it will happen, but I can't stop thinking about it.
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It's been six months since I was told he had six months left, and I'm going to see him.
I can't believe it's going to be the last time.
Then I'll never see him again.
I went to his hospital room
We said our goodbyes.
He was going to die. I can't live without him
I want to go back in time.
I want to go back to the day he told me he loved me.
I want to go back to the day he proposed to me.
I want to go back in time so that he could have the best possible future.
But I can't.
And this is where it ends.
Dallon took his last breath.
I wish he could have stayed longer.
I miss him so much.
