"It's ok.  We all have a breaking point. You just reached yours."  She said still holding him.  "It is part of what makes us human."  She kissed the top of his head again before letting him go.  

She reached for his hand running her thumb over his knuckles.  "You're going to be ok.  I know right now it seems like this never gets better, but it does.  You have to allow yourself to process, to grieve. If you ignore it, it doesn't get better it gets worse."  She said as she sat back down in her chair still holding his hand.  She knew he hadn't allowed himself to grieve his losses.  If he had, talking about it would have brought sadness, and maybe a few quiet tears, but not this kind of break down.  

She slowly pulled her hand away from his and picked up his abandoned dinner, handing it to him.  "Eat."  She said firmly.  "There will be time to talk after you eat."  

She waited for him to take the food she held out with one hand while she reached for the call button with the other.  She pressed the button to call the nurse.  He needed another dose of pain medication.  She sat with him her attention unwavering until the nurse came through the door.  She turned to face her letting her know to bring another dose.  

She waited until the nurse brought his medication and left before talking again.  "Have you ever really talked about what happened with anyone?"  she wanted to know.