[It feels like the room is spinning, even though he's sitting and he's been over the dizziness associated with his concussion for awhile now. For a second he thinks he's going to be sick, but the wave passes uneasily and he sounds hoarse when he speaks.]
My head's better, but I'm pretty far from OK.
He'll be back soon. I think he was going to get dinner. What do I do?
[He thinks back to every second with Cesar over the last week, every moment of comfort and kindness, every embrace and gentle word. This time he can't fight it; he's scrambling for the ice bucket.]
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on 2015-03-01 03:11 am (UTC)My head's better, but I'm pretty far from OK.
He'll be back soon. I think he was going to get dinner. What do I do?
[He thinks back to every second with Cesar over the last week, every moment of comfort and kindness, every embrace and gentle word. This time he can't fight it; he's scrambling for the ice bucket.]