The morning started anxiously and ended up crying while walking from the ward to the car. Everiting around me was crushing me. The fear of losing her is tremendously painful. Memories with her are burning me instead of making me happy. Stood in the car and cried more.

The vitals looked better today when I saw her but she was low on energy and low on her mental health She was much better than Sunday but still not able to stand up. She has nurses helping her around. They are washing her and even made a plat in her hair. The nurses are amazing.

I woke up anxious, she told me trough messages that she didn't had a good night. I fears she might have gone back.