Thursday

What a week... Nabal got so drunk and high Tuesday night (after church) that he couldn't remember anything about it the next morning. He left his weed pipe lighter on the living room table. He could not remember where he left his phone. He actually cleaned up his beer bottles in the living room so he could find it. He finally found it in his truck, which he used to go purchase his last beer (while he was drunk.) After that he forgot all about his bag of empty beer bottles at the front door. He charged it and sat watching it until it was done. Another thing he forgot. I'd made a shrimp soup the night before that he liked. Everyone eats all evening coming in from work and school. I heard him, as I fell asleep, he was fiddling with the top then the back door opened (it is indeed cold enough to keep food on the back porch) He told me that all the soup was gone and didn't remember any of the putting it outdoors. Then at about 2am he comes in and wakes me up trying to talk to me. He definitely had his drunk voice.

Fast forward- Last night he had moved his phone. He asked me to work on his knee. His phone was plugged in next to the bed again. He 'slyly" picked it up, put him next to him, then returned it to the night stand face down. So, no new text except from CM in Colorado family pics some of men. Interesting thing though he and 'Private' talked twice for 13 minutes, at 9:30 and 10. They called back at 10:30- something and there was a voicemail. Nothing but music. Funny, he's revving up and I will be finished school in 4 weeks and will be home in the evenings. At which time he will probably act like a spoiled child whose fun I have messed up...

So, there is someone in the hospital. Related to the old folks there. Hermano Tono. M Our boy asked who was in the hospital that Nabal had to sit with them all evening. Which made me rethink that yesterday Nabal came home and changed and 'had to' sit at the hospital. He called to let me know. Funny thing is he never calls to let me know where he is, never has. In fact he walks out the door without so much as a good bye. He identified the relative as male. I asked for a name so I could pray for the person. I asked in honest innocence not fishing for information. He asked someone and gave a garbled female name. It was a familiar name from some text I've seen. Innocent religious text. After that he was really cagey when mentioning the sick person who is 32. So, I'm working on his knee and he says, "Someone said that drinking a lot takes the fluid off the joint." It was out of left field and I wasn't sure what he was talking about. So I asked. He said, "When you drink a lot of alcohol it makes the fluid in the joints go away." (something I told him last year, but he thought I was an idiot. I agreed with this and asked him who had said that. "The doctor, while I was visiting at the hospital." I really want to know where that conversation came from. I do need to ask. One of the kids came in and distracted me. "I thought that it would be the opposite since you are drinking." I just said, No, alcohol is dehydrating." End of conversation. So, is there an alcoholic in the hospital? Was he trying to get free advice? Could the doctor look at Nabal and tell he was a heavy drinker." A nurse friend of mine who works in the palative unit said she has men in their 30's in with liver failure all the time. They are bleeding out everywhere and at the end of their lives.

We have figured out that Nabal is taking a lot of Tylenol lately. I think we have had the conversations around him about liver damage. I'm pretty sure he started when he had a tooth ache. We have been through this before and the stuff does not really work for him so he takes too much. He had 3 open bottles in the kitchen. Motrin or Advil is my weapon of choice and I only use Tylenol to bump it's effect with severe pain or fever. Never had that much in the house at one time.

This morning Nabal asked me is I were mad with him.............. Then he says, "I love you." I was half asleep and filterless and said, "I'd hate to see what you do to people you hate." He was duly perplexed. The thing is I have gotten past being mad. He really can't hurt me anymore emotionally. I've probably said before, right now I'm just thoroughly disgusted by pretty much everything he does, all his bad behavior.

Today looking at Dr. Oz 'Secrets of men" Men who cheat think they are so many times smarter then the wife they are deceiving. Thank goodness for that, we'd probably never catch them if it weren't for that!