Devan was amazing and I was great but Collins kept getting sick. Traveling everywhere had made it so Collins kept getting sick. Sometimes it was almost nothing, other times it was VERY intense. So intense that he would cancel parts of his tour. We talked to him a lot and every time he kept getting worse. Close to the end of the tour he was in Nevada. He got VERY sick that night. It was so bad that he was sent to the hospital. He got worse from there. He just got sicker and sicker each day. Eventually Devan said that he needed to see Collins. I didn't want to be without Devan so I went with him. When I saw Collins it looked nothing like him. He looked like he had never slept, he had TONS of tubes hooked up to him, and he could barely open his eyes. I started to cry when I saw him I felt so bad for him. I tried cheering him up but it was impossible. He just lye still in the hospital bed saying nothing, doing nothing, and practically being nothing. It made me feel awful. Me and Devan stayed by Collins' side for weeks. We didn't care. We were worried about Collins, we were scared for his life.
Sorry this is so short
