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Friday, May 23, 2008

Nat Told Me

It was after 9:30 p.m. I was finished dancing and about to shower, when I realized that Nat was pacing a lot downstairs. This is often his reminder of some aspect of the nighttime ritual that has not yet occurred. I rushed over to the little kitchen, which houses all the food and storage stuff for the kitchen. I pulled down the pillbox, assuming this was next.

There were no Thursday night pills. Pill-cutting is an arduous weekly task around here, and because of all the little pills and the differences in dosages and times of day, it is easy to forget a time slot. I assumed I had forgotten Thursday night, and I muttered this with Nat looking, interested, over my shoulder, while delving into the Friday night pills to pilfer from there. I poured the orange and white tidbits into my hand, but Nat did not get his glass of water.

“You already had your pills!” he shouted.
“What? Oh,” I said, and poured the pills back into Friday, yelling, “Hey, Ned! You already gave him the pills, and didn’t say anything!! I almost gave him another bunch!!” What, was he so involved with his computer? I was poised and ready for a little fight over this.
“But Nat told you,” Ned said calmly.
Nat told me. I was shaking as I considered this, three little words that change everything.

8 comments

Bea-u-ti-ful!!!

— added by r.b. on Friday, May 23, 2008 at 12:32 pm

responses are awesome!

— added by Bonnie on Friday, May 23, 2008 at 12:51 pm

Those small communications are pretty darn profound.

— added by Someone Said on Friday, May 23, 2008 at 2:24 pm

That’s the first of many times to come of Nat telling you he is ready.

— added by Anonymous on Friday, May 23, 2008 at 2:31 pm

Routine Man knows of what he speaks. I’d lay bets that aside from a few bumpy moments adjusting to new surroundings, Nat is going to be astounding you a lot this year.

We are weaning Jared from the Invega to see where he stands without medication, and at dosing time, he asked me where his “gulp” was. I told him we were taking a break from the “gulps” and he nodded and went on his way. We don’t get a lot of quiet acceptance, so I did a little dance.

Enjoy your weekend, and try to find a reason to do a little dance. Lisa

— added by Anonymous on Friday, May 23, 2008 at 3:58 pm

Awesome. Nat rocks, in whatever direction the pronouns point for the moment.

— added by Phil Schwarz on Friday, May 23, 2008 at 11:04 pm

Alright, Nat!

— added by Mom to JBG on Friday, May 23, 2008 at 11:35 pm

That’s Sweet Guy! Thank you all for your love.

— added by Susan Senator on Saturday, May 24, 2008 at 6:44 am