“Caring for a loved one strains even the most resilient people” — Mayo Clinic

One sunny day in May, my husband left to run some errands and promised to return in half an hour. A few hours later, he called me from the hospital and said that he had been in an accident….
Over the next 12 weeks, the hospital became part of our daily routine. Every day, I took him for treatments and waited until all was done. 12 weeks of endless waiting and change in emotions… From panic, fear, despair, and uncertainty to glimpses of optimism and hope. Thousands of steps around the hospital… A state when it is impossible to separate reality from hallucinations… And one wish is that a loved one can finally leave those hospital corridors.