Hospital to Rehab

The Hospital descends likes
An avalanche early in the
morning ripping up all unawares,
Like a physical wave each morning.
By evening I am living for a week
At a rehab center, learning to
Be self-reliant with fewer assets
And less resources than before.
I try to video chat with her all through our busy schedule through
The day, she sits or reclines and
Smiles at my nervous laughter,
Caring more for me than I know.
She is worried this will sink me.
Seated, both happy to be in love
But too silly to act our age,
We share what little we can.
We talk when video fails.
Our phone service cuts out so
It is difficult to express thoughts.
Her daughter is doubtful of me
And she tries not to let me know.
I will video chat her
Later in case we
Miss a thought,
A gesture or
A smile.