I Spent Nearly Two Weeks Recovering From Surgery and My Husband Never Visited Once—Then I Came Home and Froze at the Front Door

If we had divorced, I might have hated that room forever.

Maybe sold the house.

Maybe not.

The object had no inherent message.

We gave it one through what followed.

I learned something uncomfortable about myself too.

During those thirteen days, I also isolated.

Nurse Brenda sat with me.