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EEG tech. putting electrodes on Willem's head now to monitor brain activity. I do not equate this image with anything positive yet I do not feel despair. And, at the same time, I do not feel hopeful.
I don't know what it is that I should be feeling right now... I don't know what it is that I am feeling -- I feel as though I need something but I don't know what it is that I need.
Many readers would find a correlation between my typing these words just as the hospital's chaplain walked in the room. I do not.
Erin says she feels tired.
I feel like either going to a bar and drinking myself into oblivion (not something I ever want to do - ever) or going to play racquetball. And since I don't have a racquetball court...
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