He had his surgery.
And I hated waching him being brought back to his room after.
He looked like he was in so much pain.
And he has been in a lot of pain ever since he got home. I couldn't even leave the house for two days just in case he needed something.
I just worry a lot.
I just want to make sure he has everything he needs.
I hate seeing him in pain and seeing him not being able to do anything. He hates that.
I just hope that I give him enough company when his friends aren't there.
Hm.
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