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I called you friends, to tell them how your condition has been. They confessed they were aware you didn't have much time, but you made them promise to keep it secret so I could enjoy our time together without a deadline in sight.
After you woke up, I greeted you with a smile on my face, glad to have finally see your eyes open. You didn't express surprise--were too used already to have faint episodes and wake up at the hospital hours later, sometimes days. I informed you that your friends were on their way to visit you, but may arrive later since they had work to prepare before coming. You saw the stethoscope the doctor had left on the side table, and grabbed it and placed it over your chest and listened to your heart. Then you offered me the earpieces to listen to it, as your attempt to persuade me to be relieved.
A day after you were hospitalized, you tried convincing me you were ready for discharge and go back to our home. I know you were trying to erase my worries, but I had already talked with your doctor since your admission, and he told me everything about your health while we waited for you to wake up. The doctor said you would be lucky to last until your birthday--just 5 months away--but most likely wouldn't reach summer. Still, I kept praying your health could recover even a little and give me more time to be with you.
