Nigihtmare on Elm street

Last night I had a terrible dream.  It is the first time I've dreamed about Ron being sick.  In my dream he was hooked up to tubes and he was obviously dying.  I was also taking care of another dying man that I didn't recognize.  As most dreams go it was confusing and didn't make sense but I felt so sad and so stressed in the dream.  I woke up in the middle of the night and had to find Ron's hand.

Ron is on his way to see the surgeon this morning.  I have to work late tonight so he is going over to check on Mike when he's finished with the doctor.   Ron took Mike to the store on Sunday but he's already wanting to go again and basically buy the exact same things again.  He really tests Ron's patience!  We are trying to manage Mike's money but it isn't that easy.............he is so obsessive.  He will have 1/2 a box of something and then buy another box, open it, and let the first box go stale.  It's what he does with everything.  I haven't figured out how to control this behavior and I hate being the bad guy that tells him no all the time. What on earth am I going to do if Ron's condition worsens?  It really does scare me.

Just talked to Ron and the surgeon has released him.  Dr. T. told Ron that he (Ron) was rather stoic through this whole ordeal.  Stoic (One who is seemingly indifferent to or unaffected by joy, grief, pleasure, or pain) Yes, that sounds about right.  So, on to the next step.