Short Takes VII

He's been sleeping most of the day.

He'll wake up for a couple of minutes, then go back to sleep.

I'm letting him just rest.

He's under the blanket his Aunt made for him.

So far, today is much more calm. No Police, no Crisis Response Team today. No Hospice check.

Just his Aide and me.

I am thankful beyond words for my friends.

Pic is of Wash standing in his TARDIS (bathrobe) before his shower the other day. The swelling from the steroids is pretty intense, but he is smiling.

[Robe courtesy of www.thinkgeek.com Thank you Geeks! ]

I had a terrible day. But, it passed. Today is new.

I am doing my best. Honestly, I am.

Creedence

Another bad night.

He passed out sometime close to 3am. I was up til 4.

He was just so confused and angry last night. He wanted to sleep alone.

This morning his meltdown was because he forgot how to work a dryer. "Settings? What are settings??"

More Hospice folks over today. More pills. More memories forgotten.

I woke up without him next to me this morning. So hollow inside.

Fucking cancer.

Thank you R. for the humor book- was the only thing yesterday I could laugh at.