it was a win, against the Jaguars here at home, it felt good, the weather was cooling down, i was ready to relax

as i was talking to a teammate, getting my helmet off, one of our managers came over to me, gesturing me to talk, with a look on his face

“whats up?” i ask confused but listening, watching his face as he says:

‘your wife had to go into emergency surgery, she’s still in surgery, she went in about an hour ago’

i can barely process it, but i felt my stomach drop, an hour ago? what the fuck? “an hour ago? did you know? what hospital?” i saw icy cold, ive been through this with you before, your chronic illness wasnt for the weak, but it never got less scary