Wow.. is it Thursday already? Week has gone by fast. Some demonstrations of Glen's tendency towards poor judgement made it a long week. Because he can't sequence he very much wants what he wants when he wants it.. which is usually NOW. It's hard for him to grasp that I can't stop in the middle of stir-frying to get him down pills that he doesn't need until bedtime, for example. And then there's the tendency to want to talk to every dog and/or small child he meets... all his good "doggie manners" about asking before approaching are gone. Going to get him either bit, or in trouble with some baby's parent, if Kev and I don't remain extremely vigilant. And the eternal vigilance is what is so energy draining... vigilant that he doesn't choke, vigilant that he doesn't frighten a child, vigilant that he doesn't approach the wrong dog.

Kev and I realized tonight that we don't get any quality time to just talk things through, because life is spent trading off. So I think some time in the future we will call on a nearby friend (yes, John S., that means you!) to come down and hang out with him for a bit so Kevin and I can reconnect.

Appointment with Doctor North tomorrow. Last one was 3 months ago... Glen was driving, running, riding his bike, going to work. Wow. Sometimes at night when I know nobody's there, I'll call Glen's work number because for some reason, they've left his voicemail message on there. It's startling how much his voice has changed.. but I call just to hear his voice.