I saw my husband face to face for the first time in 6 months. To say it was a shock is an understatement. The chemo and radiation have taken its toll. He weighs not more than 110 lbs, lost most of his hair and his memory. He can not form a full sentence and rocks back and forth in his wheelchair. He also has become paranoid and believed that i had come to see him to say goodbye. He was convinced that he was being put to death that evening because he had not been good. No matter how much the nurses and myself tried to convince him that it was not true, he would not believe us. Every 10 minutes he begged me to talk to the guards and tell them not to kill him. When we call for information, this is not told to us. We get the standard, he is fine, and that is all we are told. I am tired of hearing that he is an adult and an inmate and they do not have to tell us anything. I am done listening to them and we will be going to a judge and a lawyer to get him released before his nine more months are up. He will need to be in a mental hospital by the time he is released if something is not done. I had to leave the visit early, because i could not handle hearing and seeing the fear from him. I can't listen to my husband say he is going to be killed..
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