Once the lithium started to work for Pat and he was more alert again, there were new issues that forced me to face the possibility of him not being accepted at a facility in Mayerthorpe, meaning that we wouldn’t even be in the same town, let alone the same house. For a while it looked like he might have to go to a specialized facility in Edmonton, leaving me wondering about how I would stay involved in his life without picking mine up completely and moving away from family and friends to a city where I couldn’t afford to live. It would have been the ultimate blow at the end of all this, and the idea of it crushed me further.
From my Journal, March 7, 2014:
For a week or so it looked like things were going to level out for you and you started sleeping well every night. …
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