Jenna
It’s been a very long, hard two weeks. Not only did Sarah give birth to her son, but my mother went through a liver transplant. Luckily for us, she’s doing amazingly. She’s finally able to sit up in bed without being in intolerable pain.
Of course, I wanted to speak to Mom before now, but she just wasn’t well enough. But now, most of the machines around her have been removed, and she’s only on a saline drip to help keep her hydrated. Plus, she’s finally eating small meals without throwing up and holding down the food because she wants to get better. To be free of her eating disorder or finally able to manage it without feeling like a failure. Now is the right time to bring up what I need to know.
My father and Nate left a few moments ago. Both men off to eat in the canteen with R
