Hi.
Yeah, that's a good way to start.
Sorry, brain frazzled. We're all here. We're alright. Just to give you the rundown of day to day so far:
Thursday - I returned to school, but left shortly after third period. Sue had developed feelings of apathy and some hostility (as though they didn't belong there) towards the children. She wanted to be admitted to a hospital. I took her to the emergency room and she was seen through pretty quickly to the on-call psychiatrist. He felt that she already had systems in place to help her (therapist, family, friends, medication, her own determination to heal) and that placing her in the psych ward would not help her get the rest she needed. She would easily be interrupted by the other patients who would be calling out. She returned home with me with two new medications - one to help her sleep and one to help with the anxiety as it takes two weeks for her Zoloft to really kick in.
Friday - After sleeping twelve hours uninterrupted, Sue said she was feeling better. She spent some time with the kids under my supervision. (Doctor's orders - She is not to be left alone with the kids or herself.) I started getting a little frayed around the edges myself though. I was having a hard time reconciling Mike's lack of sleeping during the daytime. Mike takes catnaps and then wants you to hold him the rest of the time. He only has any real quality sleep time when you are holding him during the day. The night continues to be good with only one or two awakening times, but the daytimes are rough. I got to the point where I was taking it personally. To me, it's common sense. You're hungry, you eat. You're stomach rumbles, you go to the bathroom. You're tired, you go to sleep.
He wasn't going to sleep.
Why was he trying to drive me crazy?
Eventually, he settled down with me and Sue on the couch bed in the basement where Sue is sleeping for now so she doesn't hear the baby at night. He slept for four hours. The night went by pretty easy too. Sue's mother stayed with us and took the night shift, allowing me to sleep with Sue downstairs.
Saturday - Sue awoke and said she was not feeling as good today, which wasn't a terrible thing considering my sister Anna took the boys for the day. She's not coming back until this evening and I'm going to take Sue to lunch and we're going to do some food shopping. We'll then spend the rest of the afternoon at home as she sees fit.
She's going to have bad days and good days in the weeks ahead. Fortunately, my school has been very understanding. I've given them material to cover and the senior English teachers, who are done for the year, are covering my classes. If I didn't return, I'd still have a job in the fall and I'm covered as I banked a number of days from last year.
My reports in will be intermittent, but rest assured, we're fine. Thanks again to everyone for the kind words. Be seeing you.