"There's nothing wrong with me," he thought.

While we were at the hospital, when you looked around you

there was Veterans who were burned or missing limbs

or just maimed in horrible ways, and my husband was whole.

He was in one piece.

And so when he would look at himself in the mirror,

he didn't fit in, he was out of place.

"There's nothing wrong with me," he thought.

"Nothing is wrong with me.

I don't deserve to be in the hospital and to have attention

because nothing's wrong with me, I'm in one piece."

And having all of these Veterans around you, around him,

it was very difficult for him.