Still here but he seems... More gone?
Yesterday and today were going to be the days we got to sit and talk together. It’s okay that it is happening this way though. I’m glad we never had that exact “okay today’s the day” start to this, particularly with him fully lucid.
Not eating or drinking came naturally in a way out of the heavy medication use when he hit they Terminal Agitation type mode (yup, a real medical term) at 2:00 AM Thursday.
I’m giving the max dose of Oxy prescribed, 20mg every 2 hours because for one thing the Oxygen is off. He seems to mind not at all. Heck, his breathing sounds les labored without it.
We got to spend a lot of time talking the week before he lost it. I have no regrets there. I feel my self as I am very distinctly in this, the person who rejects caretaking by others, does not accept support readily. I like the solitude right now anyway. I feel like at this moment Brian belongs to himself, to me, and to God.
On Thursday, when I ran to work for a few hours to sort things out Julia one of Brian’s caregivers was here. A couple friends stopped in, wanted to wake him up, kept talking politics which they had expressly been asked not to do, and do on. They dropped in on top of it.
People want to make these things about themselves. The time for visiting with Brian has past and I’m kind of relieved a heavy storm is coming in as it will keep drop ins away.
My random thought though is if he passes tonight or tomorrow, he’s going to be here in the living room a bit. Traffic will be intense.
It’s okay if that happen though. We are alright.