Kerry goes to bed every night around 11pm, gets up around 2am, comes back to bed around 4am, then up again around 6am. Fortunately he naps during the day a little so he is getting some rest time. I wake up each time he stirs but I don't get up.
I got up at 4:30 this morning. Had a really weird dream, 2 actually. In the first one a man and a woman were trying to teach me or see if I understood (I think) what it truly means to love someone. Had to do with driving down a busy street, kinda like that tv show Cash Cab where they are talking and driving and stopping down NYC busy streets. I kept giving them fairly decent answers but never the correct one. Then finally I told them I would give my life for my family and that's when they smiled and said "yes", smiled and acted like they had accomplished their mission. Then they moved on to someone else in my life to ask the same question.
The second dream started when the first one finished. I moved from the street to a hospital room with beds that were chin high. I had to use a ladder to climb into one. I was having a "procedure" done that required me to take a pill that would "relax" me so I could go to sleep and not remember anything. I did NOT want to take the pill so I left the room and went to the bathroom. I found another pill that looked about the same. I did take one of them but couldn't remember if it was the right one. So back on the bed I told the nurse I did not want to go to sleep. She couldn't tell if I had taken the correct pill but the doctor said it was ok anyway and started doing something to me. I woke up then.
I haven't remembered any dream I've had in ages. I didn't have any late night ice cream attacks. I did drink a beer around 9pm.
I am creating Danny's thank you notes. Hopefully I'll have them by the beginning of December. Today I have reality things I need to do. I hope they won't take long. Reality makes my stomach hurt.