The last few days have been busy for me. I've had my appointment with family doctor to get a stress leave note and I have met with the lawyer to get the ball rolling on that.
Today, I spent most of the day waiting for the furnace guy to come which in the end he called to reschedule. Go figure.
But I did manage to go spend a little time with Bear. He said he was fine but I am not entirely sure I believe him. He was very quiet and spent alot of time staring off into space. It looked to me like he was trying not to cry.
He has an infection in his throat which he is being medicated for. This may be why he is having trouble eating. He was complaining about being hungry but being unable to eat. Even water hurts his throat to swallow.
His foot has swollen up almost beyond recognition. He has lost so much muscle in his legs and hands.
I fear he is giving up. And I'm not ready to let him go.