One of man's greatest assets

I'm still in awe trying to find the best words to describe what happened last week. Two of my husband's great friends had the idea of preparing a litte get-together and have a big group of friends to come visit him at the hospital. Many of them already came here before, but it's tough, given that we are in his hometown, almost 2 hours far from the city he was living for the past 25 years and where he met all of his best friends. I think they also wanted to "live" this together, at least for some hours.

So, they reserved a very nice party room at the hospital and I took care of the logistics to make my husband "portable". He doesn't use a ventilator, he breathes by himself, but he needs to have humidified oxygen being blown in his tracheostomy.

At noon he was ready and his friends started to arrive, with good food and drinks. I can count almost 20 of them and, still in lack of words, I can just say it was very nice and emotional. It's hard to talk about everybody's experience, cause each one was touched in a different way. As for me, I always thought that having good friends is one of the greatest treasures someone can have. And they showed a great deal of love and respect for my husband. These people won my heart! So, thank you for a great time!

I hope that somehow my husband was able to profit from this, he knows their faces and their voices for way too long and he loves all of them. They played all the weird music he loves too. All this information is printed in the left part of his brain (which was not affected). The right side, the one affected, is the one supposed to make the interpretation of what he sees and what he hears. But even so, one will never know, so I just hope he felt good, alive and not alone. In fact, this is something I say to him every day: "Baby, you are alive and you are not alone".

I'd like to ask if you were there, please, send a comment about your feelings on this afternoon, to enrich this post. Thanks!