Somehow, things have leveled off—it feels like we are on a plateau
of sorts that is less vulnerable.
A new normal revealed itself
when I wanted to take Carol to Iowa to see her new granddaughter and
Dave declared he didn’t need a babysitter. Indeed, he didn’t. I
left him overnight and he was fine. More than that would not have
been as fine, but he had food and didn’t have to do much.
If he
sleeps, he’s pretty OK. If he doesn’t sleep, he’s pretty rough
and weak. And we’ve had a few cooler days when he’s slept. That
is good.
So my leash is a bit longer that I thought it was and I’m using
the extra length with a degree of comfort—on both our parts. And
it’s funny that Dave’s ability to see me make good decisions
without input from him has helped, too. Also good.
I don’t know how long these times will last, but I’m grateful
for them.
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