Before I sleep.

I never felt so scared before. My boyfriend headed to the hospital earlier tonight.
He had recently been down with his health and did try to get well but things got bad.

I can tell you, the flood which was under me while I try to comprehend from Ray what was going on, is still wet from my salty tears. I sat there, wondering if he's getting admitted or was it a reaction to the meds? Questions came and went as though my brain was on the expressway.

Well, all seems well for now. Boyfriend caught a bad case of stomach flu. So are we gonna quarantine away from each other till you get well? Please get well soon. Fight those nasty bugs!