Tuesday, April 29, 2014

April 29, 2011

I opened my eyes. Eight o'clock! Where was Jim with my morning cup of coffee? He never let me sleep this late, and since I'd fallen from his truck four days ago, he was especially solicitous, wanting to know how I was feeling, if I'd slept well, was I in pain.

I listened. No noises from downstairs. I couldn't wait in bed; I needed to move my body, to go to the bathroom. Slowly and painfully, I got out of bed. From the top of the stairs, I could tell it was too dark, so I carefully, one step at a time, descended.

As I entered the kitchen, there was no odor of coffee. The flamingo light, the light that Jim turned on each evening at dark and turned off when he set the coffee up before coming to bed - the flamingo light was still on. The family room was dark, the t.v. was on, an infomercial was playing.

Something was wrong, really wrong.

I turned on the light, saw Jim sitting on the sofa. He looked at me and said, "Mike and I are in trouble." I asked what had happened, and he said, "This train has drugs on it."

"What train, honey?"

"This train Mike and I are on, coming back from Mexico. There are drugs on it, and we're going to be arrested."

"Jim," I said, "you're having a dream. You're here, at home, with me. Wake up, honey."

"No," he said, showing a flash of anger. "I know where I am. I'm on a train with Mike. We're in Mexico and we're in trouble."

I called 911. "There's something wrong with my husband. He's not making sense, he's not waking up. Please help me!"

And my life, my world, changed forever. Three years ago today.


  1. Cheryle,
    I'm not especially religious but I do say some prayers each day, one of which is for my sister, my late brother's widow, and my best friend, all of whom have lost their spouses.
    Lord, please grant them the strength and courage they devoted to caring for their spouses in order to continue their lives as best they can. And Lord, please grant them peace of mind for knowing they did the best they could to make their spouses comfortable, free of pain, and to ensure they knew they were loved.,

    I hope you don't mind but I'm going to add your name to my prayers.
    Jim King

    1. Thank you, Jim. It's not an easy path, but it's made less rocky knowing that I did all that I could to provide for him as I know he would have for me.