I look at his hand and feet…full of swelling with a mixture of red, purple, blue, grey, and white. His vessels thick and at the surface, as if they will bust out of his skin. Tiny bruises trickle across his neck and shoulder. His face…beat red in one moment and pale grey in the next.
He doesn’t really want to talk…he just wants to be left alone…to sleep and distract himself with videos. As his Hizentra infusion flows in him, I pray that it boosts him enough to heal.
Lily (our dog) is right by his side…she knows….dogs always know.