That's what I feel like one aspect of this situation is. Not supposed to grieve, not supposed to stress, not supposed to worry though. It's a state of limbo that I'm not sure the mind is meant to handle. On one level I get that there is only one of them that I can do anything for and that's how I operate for decisions and intellectual thought, but I just can't get myself behind it 100%.
I'm taking it out on my hospital breakfast this morning by shunning it.