Prescribed Behaviours

We're going to the hospital again today.  Most of our time revolves around when we can go, how long we can stay, what we will bring, how things will go.  On weekends, we can spend longer in the afternoons with him and come home for dinner.  During the week, Ron picks me up from work and we go over, taking an hour break to go grab something to eat in a restaurant.

We were saying yesterday that he doesn't seem much different.  On the up side, he does not appear to have progressed and become worse.  Maybe we just have to be more vigilant.  Maybe, if it is caught sooner, a change in meds will stop it from coming on full force.  Or maybe, maybe this will be it and he won't have to go through this any more.  Maybe all the things he works so hard for the rest of the time will be allowed to exist for him.  Maybe the school and the job and the girl will all be there when this is over.  Again.