
Absolutely bro. Some of the realest words ever spoken brother

. The first few days everything is still almost regular & you feel like ok they're at the hospital now where they should be & it's only up from here. The morning my dad was taking my mother to the hospital was when I myself was on my way to CityMD to get looked at- this was when my symptoms started to show. I remember my mother leaving home & I said to myself she's going to be fine & she'll be back in no time. I was worried but not concerned & didn't have negative thoughts circling inside my head. Fast forward about 3 weeks when her doctor called us & told us she'll give us special permission(it was time for the inevitable given my mothers underlying conditions) to go see my mother in the Covid ICU(forever grateful for allowing us inside) I remember they said 1 family member at a time for 7-10 minutes & her husband(my dad) will stay inside for as long as needed- rightfully so given he's the husband. I don't remember the order of who went in first but man, bro, when I went in & came back out I just tried thinking positive, I tried so ****ing hard to stay positive & strong but this is when I realized & it hit me that the morning I saw her leaving home to go to the hospital...that was the beginning of the end.