Online today for our Sunday meeting, S did not speak. He was mostly asleep though he moaned deeply a number of times clearly in pain. They have doubled the oxycotin. That may be knocking him out or his condition has worsened. It’s hard to tell.
We talked for an hour and a half, not about much, but serving at least to give B some company for a while.
I am inwardly in shreds.
I will not be changing the med dose any time soon.
Carol is back. She had a good trip.
Shel, at the club, told me some stories about his brutally awful father.
For god’s sake, who would beat a child?
I did 20 on recumbent, 30 on elliptical, and swam .5 miles.
Smoked three cigarettes. Will stop all that tomorrow.