It has been three weeks since David died and I am still having a hard time adjusting. I was completing paperwork for an upcoming doctor's appointment and realized I didn't have an emergency contact. Of course I started crying. I hadn't thought of that. I called Mrs. Gabbard, who had referred me to this doctor and told her. She told me to put her as the contact. I know I am going to hit these snags over and over, but it is very difficult. It's been three weeks and I still miss him so very much. I am glad he isn't sick or hurting any more, but I can't help but want him here with me.