DH fell today. The only injury was his dignity. He has slept through the last seven days with little or no interaction with the outside world. He is confused. He cannot figure out how to use the remote control on the TV or the Dish. He is having trouble eating. His hands are shaking so bad he cannot control them. He does not know what day of the week is. He wanted to know why I was at home and not at work today (it is Saturday). He moved the remote phone from the living room and I cannot find the base or receiver.
I have no one to lean on and no one to talk to. I am lost and crying.
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