watching the fall come in

I remember one day much like this sitting on my front porch in shorts as a cold front pushed through. Daddy pulled up in the driveway and sat a spell to visit and watch the seasons change. He's lost all interest in anything other than Bonanza, Gunsmoke, the news and food, not necessarily in that order. It's as if he's afraid if he let's go of his ever lovin' grip on the current time and what comes next he would lose it. I believe he's afraid of what's happening to he and mama and that somehow all that structure and control soothes his fear. There's a fine line with meds in those situations but he's on the low end of the dosing scale with his anti-psychotic. He's the only one who can halfass get around so he needs to not be knocked out!

I noticed a friend the other day who worked as a pharm tech prior to becoming a PA. Today I found out that we will be working together and I am elated to hear that there's some sort of normalcy coming into play between hospitalists with heavy accents and the patients who can't understand them even when they're not sick. He's a gentle soul who has two children and a brand new wife to go with that degree. Yaya's nephew! We are all family friends of the sort that we know about everybody's mama'n'them and from whence we came. Somehow seeing him there as a leader made me feel better about leaving it behind one day. Like when Sugardaddy shows up or something. Black Friday is creeping toward so BG gets extra hours to stuff those papers with sale ads. So far the carpooling has worked because we have to go in at close to the same time. If one of is dropping the other off and heading home, Oscar gets to ride on the console. You haven't lived until you've had puppy sugar at 6AM.

^j^