I grabbed some jerky, bread, huckleberry jam, a small fruit bowl and some water and we took it all up to our room.
If I'm being honest, my body feels so weak right now that I'm not really sure I can handle food, but I'm going to try so I have the energy to help him get back to himself. I can rest more later.
I downed some water and a slice of jammed bread and a piece of jerky. I didn't feel too much better, but I wasn't throwing it up so I'll take it.
"Are you okay? How are you doing now that you're awake?" it came to my attention that we've not really gotten to talk since I woke.
"I'm okay, just a little weak feeling. I don't entirely feel like my normal self yet." I took another bite of the jerky.
"I was scared I lost you already. I hated that you were laying there looking so lifel
