Depressed.

Today was the day Christian was finally coming home. He had been in the hospital for a week and half, but according to him, it felt a year and half. 

His legs were better now, but it still felt wobbly and he couldn't walk for more than five minutes. The bandage that was also on his head was removed and the cast on his arm has been replaced with a new one.

The doctor said his brain might be swelling so he needs to come for check up every three days for a month and if  he hasn't regained full control of his legs within a week, we should come to the hospital immediately.

Exams were fast approaching, and I didn't want Christian to miss any. After the exams, then prom, and finally, graduation.

Most people in school heard of Christian's accident. If not all the students. Some of his friends came to visit him in the hospital and also some of his classmates. 

The ones who couldn't make it, sent gift cards through the people who could make it.