Everyone has told me to call them if we need anything, day or night. Tell me the truth. Who really wants me to call them at 1:30 in the morning when my wife is freaking out because she lost the lid to her drinking glass, which is sitting next to her bottle of water, and she's really talking about the lid to her water bottle and the lid is on it. Trying to convince her that the lid is there and she keeps point to the glass saying 'No it's not'.
All I could do was go outside and smoke until I felt like I wouldn't start crying. I could have used a hug. I went through my list of people I could call and there was no one I would have put that burden on. Including my dad.
She has not eaten anything substantial in a week. And doesn't have enough strength to get out of bed. Fortunately our daughter has a background as a CNA.
I'm wishing I could really find the words to describe the absolute isolation I felt.
Enough of this. The sun is up. It's another day. One day at a time. Right?