2 Corinthians 13:5 Examine yourselves as to whether you are in the faith. Test yourselves. Do you not know yourselves, that Jesus Christ is in you?—unless indeed you are disqualified.
An eagle preparing to catch it’s dinner, Lake Coeur d’Alene, Idaho
It’s Daylight Savings Time – Blah! I wish they’d do away with this it’s most unsatisfactory, and it really messes up your body’s clock!
Mike insists he was up almost all night, and I honestly can’t say for sure, because I fell asleep and didn’t hear much of anything last night. Today’s actions, on his part, though, may be a witness to that fact; for he slept a majority of the day and, again, chose to sleep in the living room. I surely wish he’d just stay in bed!! It really impinges on anything I might like to do in the house, and I certainly am not going out anywhere. But seriously, I am back to the question of quality of life! What type of life is this for him? He does NOTHING all day! Except sleep. Unless there is a doctor or PT appointment, it is next to impossible to get him out of the house. I have almost a full month still until his next neurology appointment and I am just not able, at all to motivate him for anything! (except driving! he wants to drive, he has searched high and low for the jeep keys and he is adamant about getting a new key made. ) One thing I hope, and pray, happens is the doctor finally pulls Mike’s license. I know he will be upset, but it would be even more upsetting if he were to crash the jeep and hurt someone. I cannot make him understand that. He doesn’t have a driving problem, just ask him!
As I sat quiet though most of today, I kept looking at Mike sleeping on the sofa, and wondering if he’s even remotely aware of life slipping past him like a ghost? This last 6 months of his life hasn’t been quality time, it hasn’t been more than just a mere existence crawling from day to day to day. And he stumbles on the stairs, and shuffles along the hallway.
I am concerned about Mike’s lack of activity, his little, to no eating, his general lack of enthusiasm for anything and I don’t know if it’s just not there, or if he doesn’t know it’s not there. This week has been a difficult one for both of us in the area of his comprehension, he watches tv, and doesn’t comprehend what is being discussed, and he wants me to explain it to him, in the meantime, I lose the gist of the rest of the story, or news, but if I try to pause the program it agitates him so I have quit watching with him, for the most part. Occasionally I will join him in the family room if he requests it, but I prefer not, so I can keep my sanity.
I am now ready to turn out the lights. (yawn)