I have to get up, I feel strong enough to welcome my girlfriend, she is a wonderful girl, she works hard to take care of me, to work for both of us, and I have never heard her complain about anything, always happy, always cheerful and loving with me. I couldn't ask for someone better by my side.

I just got home from the hospital, and now I tried to stand up on my own two feet, I'm shaking a lot, I'm a little unsteady on my legs but I manage to stand long enough to see her come into the house, with her smile.

"Honey, welcome home." I smiled, already sweating from the effort, as I approached. "I missed you, everything ok today at work...? I...You would accompany me to the visit tomorrow, right?" I asked, shaking.