Monday, July 24, 2017

finally sprung...

... so The Man Who Lives Here is actually here again. He was paroled on Sunday morning, and came right home to take a nap. I had wondered if he would sleep well in his own bed, after being incarcerated in the hospital and then rehab. facility for over three weeks. Awakened so often during the course of a night, with people constantly checking on you, doing what they paid to do. Asking if he needs anything: my response would have been 'a good night's sleep'? Or checking his vitals, as if something completely unexpected would occur when you are peacefully resting.

He reported he did not really sleep all that soundly, but it was quite a treat to be in his bed, showering in the privacy of his own bathroom, knowing total strangers would not poke in, unannounced. Things are getting back to normal, or perhaps our 'new normal' is more accurate. He was told he could not shower for six months, but has figured a way around that. And had not been able to wash his hair in weeks, so has been hanging over the sink for a good head scratching/washing. Things are looking up...

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