Today is day 73.
Digging myself out of the chaos/fatigue/funk (check all of the above) and am actually awake and making it to the gym for an early morning class for the first time in at least two weeks. It's a start. We have a quasi busy weekend on tap, but fortunately Sunday is pretty wide open and a chance to recharge.
I got to visit my dad last night. He is doing ok - in the mend. But I'm realizing his short term memory of things is noticeably worsening and it troubles me. It's a family trait and something that he has worried about for years. I'm going to be mindful to keep an eye on hat and think of strategies to help him cope with it.
I've also realized I may have a little mother hen in me :-)
And today I will not drink.