Pam POV
It had been a long week; Bethany had left, taking my dirty clothes with her. I felt a little guilty that she was doing all the work while I sat here staring at my husband, who did not seem to have changed since he came out of the theater. He was still and unresponsive, and I was not sure what I was expecting. I had never been through this before, not with someone I loved. It scared me to death, and I worried he wouldn't make it and I would be stuck bringing up three boys without their father.
Bethany tried to reassure me that he was doing okay even though he was still being kept asleep, he was healing well, but until he opened his eyes and looked at me, I did not believe it.
Sitting here listening to the rhythm of the monitors and his breathing, I think about the news that has b
