All I can say is that life is hell. It's torturous, raw, physically painful, at times nicely numb, horrific, sad and most of all unbelievable.
The only upside are the kids. Without them I think the Kool Aid would have been drunk a long time ago. The children make all of this bearable and yet it is worst thinking of what has been done to Asa, what has been taken away from him.
I'm emotionally and physically exhausted from this day so I will end this short post in the words of a very wise, very strong, very inspiring person. Mom, the kids and I were driving out to Grama's today and when we passed by the hospital that sissy was in, Asa said:
"There's where mama got better. That's where she became an angel."