Daily Writing Challenge

M-2

Day two of March, I owe eight hundred seventy five words today. Okay I can do this. I want to be productive. I want to write words for my novel, but my head is too tightly wrapped around the issues with Papa. The latest is that he is coming home today. They have not completely done in the infection. They said that his disorientation and lack of a grasp on reality was caused by the sepsis. He is still disoriented and confused. Does that not mean he is still septic? But he is heading home? Not even to a nursing facility, to his apartment where he has little supervision, next to no help, and ended up septic possibly because he was not taking his medicine correctly. So yeah, it seems like the doctors are trying to end him. My wife has washed her hands of the situation. No one is listening to our concerns, not the doctors, not her uncle who just drove papa home, not my mother in law who is supposed to be looking after his best interests. Her "care" is partially how he ended up in the hospital. I am so tired. I just want to go to sleep for a week uninterrupted. I can not even get one night's uninterrupted sleep. Nine PM is insulin time for Charlie, pain pill time for Precious, and time for Sophies three heart pills. Then I can sleep a while, but only until one AM when Gracie needs her first dose of trazodone for the day, every eight hours for her. Then nine AM means two heart pills for sophie, and allergy pill for precious and charlie, insulin for charlie, and the second dose of trazodone for gracie. Then sometimes i can attempt to go back to sleep for another hour before my wife wakes up for the day and expects me to do the same. Note she is not getting up for any of the med dispersion so yeah. But her mental health absolutely depends on her being rested and with the issues with papa have her having difficulty sleeping. She does not remember any bad dreams, but she wakes up agitated several times per night, yes this means I wake up several more times a night. I am soo sleep deprived. I am so tired. I want to go to bed now. Screw the word count total I need for the day. My wife is watching videos on her phone..Right now she is watching a video about a mentally ill parrot. The vet is putting him on prozac. Yeah the people med. Poor thing is madly in love with his woman. He plucks his feathers when she leaves him alone, and he is incredibly jealous and agressive towards her boyfriend. Poor birdy. My wive sent me the video but I watched the whole thing over her shoulder. Yeah I know i should have been writing. My eyes are slooping. I am so tired. I need to get on my phone game too to get the daily vip points and stuff. I just want to go to sleep. I do not want to do this. I do not want to write. I just want to relax and play my game and maybe watch some facebook videos. I do not want to think about the call in the middle of the night telling us it is over, or he had to go back to the emergency room, or it is midnight and his lunch is five minutes late. Yeah good times coming up. Good times. My eyes keep attempting extended blinks. My right eye is slightly blurred, i hope it is because I am so very tired. I need to get some real sleep, but I have been having such trouble getting to sleep. My brain wrestles with intrusive thoughts for at least an hour while i lay there in the dark. I have been falling asleep much better with Bbq pitmasters on the tv. The trouble is that my wife keeps waking me up to tell me she is turning off the show so I do not miss anything. I do not tell her that I would rather she just let me sleep. It is so hard to fall asleep. I am exhausted. I need to paint the basement floor. I need to clear cobwebs from nathan's room. We are thinking of having brother in law and sister in law over to help me get that room ready for Nathan. There are a lot of big totes. They need to move to the end of the basement I need to finish paintint the floor. I do not know what has me putting it off. It is becoming something of an emergency situation. I think we only have until the thirty first with him living in papa's apartment. I do not think he will be able to stay through april. I am disturbing myself again. I need to go back to talking about how exhaused and sleepy I am. How I just do not want to write because I am so tired. I actually have over eight hundred sixty words for today. I do not think i have another fifteen words in me. Wait i only need three words. I made it. I wrote enough words for today. I need to double check whether i have done my streak items so I can earn my badges for the twenty six paychecks challenge.