Brad seems to be handling it really well, at least outwardly. I know he's hurting inside, but his primary concern seems to be with me. I still break down a few times per week, so he watches me anytime he sees something that he thinks is going to get me going. He tries to comfort me, and I feel worse for him having to feel that way.
I can't talk about it much or I'll break down again........
Brad's doing well in school, and got caught up with the work he'd missed very quickly. Since we had that flood episode and the washer and dryer fried, I'm getting a washer/dryer and having it put in the kitchen since I don't do well with steps. A good friend from church came over today and started running the pipes to accomodate the new location. He got the drain completed, and is about 50% done with the copper supply lines. It was getting too late, so he's coming back tomorrow to finish it up.
It's going to be great to have that in, because I already have three baskets of laundry waiting to be done.
I took most of it and headed to a laundromat where they did drop-off service, but the place is a title search company now.
Our dirty laundry now resides in Linda's minivan.
I should be caught up by Monday night if nothing else interferes.
Oh yeah! The urologist's office called today with my PSA results, and it's still less than 0.01, which means I'm cancer free for four years now.
It can always come back of course, but so far I'm still clear.
Thank you for the concern, and I'll try to update more often. I still feel like I'm running on empty.