09-18-2017, 10:34 AM
Mitsuo had never appeared to be so defeated and low. Gil worried about him while picking him out of the car. He was like a doll, laying quietly in his arms and remained so all the way into the hospital. Gil didnt know how to console him, but he guessed this was a normal stage of grieve that could only be overcome by mitsuo himself.
Gil took the robe and thanked the nurse. He sat down beside Mitsuo and gently lifred him up so he would be half sitting on his.lap. he removed the shirt they threw on in a hurry and also his pants, then put the robe on. Mitsuo remained pliant, almost unresponsive as Gil changed him. He was extra careful when he removed his pants, dare not touching his raw belly, but his cautious behavior provably reminded Mitsuo even more of their loss.
Gil laid Mitsuo back down on the bed and waited. He sat down as well and held Mitsuo's hand, reassuring his fiance of his presence and support.
Gil took the robe and thanked the nurse. He sat down beside Mitsuo and gently lifred him up so he would be half sitting on his.lap. he removed the shirt they threw on in a hurry and also his pants, then put the robe on. Mitsuo remained pliant, almost unresponsive as Gil changed him. He was extra careful when he removed his pants, dare not touching his raw belly, but his cautious behavior provably reminded Mitsuo even more of their loss.
Gil laid Mitsuo back down on the bed and waited. He sat down as well and held Mitsuo's hand, reassuring his fiance of his presence and support.