I am bad at being around sick people, especially those I don’t know too well. I can stay for maybe five minutes but after that I won’t know what to say or where to look. I’ll end up sticking to the relatives or talking with others and not the person I went to visit.
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It’s really sad to see him, just skin and bones, in pain. He’s a shadow of the boy I met some 15 months ago. I admire his courage, his mother’s strong will and I salute my friend who is constantly there for them.