Well, you'd think that I might have been so busy I just didn't have time to write.....of course that's only partly true :-) Mostly.....I haven't been sure of what to write. I'm certainly still feeling much better since I started the hormones. It's funny, because I'm remembering things I used to like to do, but I had forgotten about. I'm starting to dream again--I'm really enjoying it!
As far as DH goes......well, remember Jim, DH's friend? He's been working in Iraq as a helicopter mechanic again/still. Anyhow, a month or two ago, his position was reclassified as "not in a combat zone", which meant a significant pay decrease for him, so he quit. He's going to sign on to a company that's stationed in Afghanistan so that he can continue to make the "big bucks" :-). Anyhow, in between jobs, he came to our house and stayed a couple of weeks (and left, thanks heavens!).....and he got a LOT of work done around the yard that DH didn't "get around to" doing and I didn't have time. Plus, he spend a lot of money on us--bought groceries, bought cigarettes for DH, bought weed killer for the yard, and a bunch of other stuff. It was nice to have that bit of relief financially--several things that I had been stressing over got to be a little easier because Jim took some of the pressure off. And he left in enough time where I didn't get too sick of him being there. It was a good visit.
I wasn't sure what it'd do to DH, though. Prior to Jim's visit, DH had been coming to terms with the fact that he was going to have to roll his own cigarettes because there was no way I could afford Marlboros. And he was drinking a lot more water than pop. And getting used to the idea that we don't have a lot of luxury foods and the luxury foods we do have/get come from the free food distribution. When Jim showed up, all of those things ended. Jim started taking DH out to eat (since I wasn't home often enough to cook and Jim didn't want to "just make a sandwich".....Jim bought DH a carton of Marlboros, bought pop and snack foods.....I started thinking that DH was probably going to revert back to the way he used to be, whining for his Marlboros and pop, since he was "remembering" what it was like to have them....so....
I was pleasantly surprised, because now that Jim is gone, things are just right back to where they were. iI'm amazed. And actually, I think that all the work Jim did around our house made DH feel like he had to do something, too, so he's been doing more around the house lately. Last night he even cleaned the litter boxes without me nagging him. He's been doing laundry, too. Really though, when you consider a "normal" person and what they typically do in a day, he's still pretty catatonic, but it's a lot better than it has been. I'm cautiously optimistic about this. I also wonder if maybe it's a combination of things--the motivation from Jim, the nice summer temperatures and daylight levels, and the fact that he's not working. He's been smiling more, laughing more..... he's starting to feel like my husband again and not some whiney baby. I'll keep you posted.