So I went to see bill

I never thought the day would come, but i guess now I have to face the music. I was originally blocked from seeing Bill, until Heather Told the staff that she wanted me there. She met me outside the room, and briefed me on what I was about to see. Bill's infection is now to the point where it is killing him. They are going to put a drain into his neck as a last ditch effort to save his life. If the drain is sufficient, then he should be in the hospital for several more weeks, and will be expected to make a full recovery. If not, then I loose a friend. Before I walked in I asked Heather What he was like before he was sedated, and she told me that all he would talk about is having me go up there. He wanted me there, he was sorry for what he had done, and that he wanted me to know that thought he shoots his mouth off, he loves me. Heather told me that she was greatful to have me there, and we both cried on each other's shoulders. Yes, I finially was able to cry in public. Though Bill was too sedated to make any real physical responses, he did shift his weight when I told I forgave him for the way he treated Shawn and myself. He did the same when I told him I was there to make amends. Gawd, Though I know my relationship with the guy was tough, I did know him for several years, and for those years, we talked on the phone on an almost daily basis. You can't just give someone like that up. Yes he was a jerk to ma at times, but there were the times when we were great friends, and he acted like a man of his age. Well back to the situation, within 24 hours, the infection began to eat away at his flesh. So they put him in emergency surgery to remove the rotted flesh. You should see the poor guy, he looks like crap. His left hand is as swollen as my calf, and his right hand is as big as my thigh. The respirator is doing all the work for him,and like i said, if the drain works, the Doctors expect a recovery. As many of you kow I hate things that are out of my hands, but I do accept them when it's something like a job. But sitting there with his family, I struggled to keep my composure, and yet the tears fell. Here I was meeting two of his daughters for the first time, and balling my eyes out infront of them. They were fine with it, and his daughter Ginny told me that she kept hearing good things about me, and all he(bill) could talk about were the hope he had for me. Ginny went as far as to offer me a place to stay, since i drove up from Ma. I thanked her, but told her I had to come back home. I am deeply saddened, and know that Imust face what happens. But at the same time, I am at peace for making amends to Bill, and letting him know I forgave him for the tthings he said. His family really wants me to be part of this, and I Told Heather, I'd do my best. She thanked me, gave me a hug, and said that she'd be praying for a safe drive home. Half way home I balled my eyes out, and I must have looked like an idiot. But i know the tears are partly sadness, but also partly joy. I'll catch ya'll later.