June 29, 2011
This day sits heavily around me. I got up early for the usual reasons. Noises from the other room. He is up after having another flush of sweating that has completely soaked the pillows and duvet. This has been happening for weeks now, and as much as we think we communicate, there is an unwritten understanding between us that we do not talk about what could be happening. I can't question what is happening without being accused of putting too much pressure on him. We think we have things figured out, but we are just as scared as everybody else.