a guaranteed cry

A few weeks after I got out of the hospital, I finally ventured and read the older Carepage entries, that Wendy had posted while I was asleep. This was very difficult for me and I found myself crying after the first entry. In many ways it is good, though, it reminds of what I went through, of what the people around me went through, of all the support people gave when I couldn't even respond. Through time, though, I expected that reading these would not affect me quite so strongly. This has not been the case, however. Even now, almost 10 months since this saga began, 8 months since my transplant, reading the entries and reading what people wrote, thinking about what everyone went through, makes me cry. I really need to pick and chose when I decided to do this.