So Miguel is trying to find a job, to get a mortgage to get a duplex, to convert the first floor into something I can manage on my own. So if h has to go to the hospital again, He also wants to be right there. This is a huge step from "I'm never moving out again." He's also looking at PhD programs so his meds are helping. I just don't want him to make to many big moves fast. It looks right now like I have to get use to here. I keep telling him it's a long term goal. I'm struck by how sweet that is even to think about.

I'm still hardly getting out of bed but I haven't cried in about 4 days. The meds make me nauseous all day and night. Hopefully that goes away soon.