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One of Those Days ....
When R. was discharged from hospital the doctors told him that sometimes he could get emotional by thinking about what happened. They also said that I would have a lot of these moments to. True, I can sit with him and look at his face and wonder, still in surprise 'He's really sitting there, alive, still with me'. And I realize once again what could have happened, but didn't.......
The rush of panick and fear I've experienced a few weeks back grabs me again. He knows, just by looking at my face and only has to say 'No Caroline, this is not a dream....' :-)

This evening we've spend with good friends, playing a board game called 'Mens Erger Je Niet' (do not fret man (google translation)). We had a great time, eventhough we both lost, grrrrrr.