Union rules

Nothing much happened today. Gilly opened his eyes at about 9:00 a.m. and I took the opportunity to provide him with an earlier than usual breakfast. He slept the rest of the day away. The caregiver was here, and she couldn’t believe how soundly he was sleeping. We decided he’d be most comfortable in bed with his head elevated. The new preposee came by for Gilly’s shower, but it was impossible to wake him, so he had a sponge bath instead.

Finally, he awakened at 4:30. He’s munching on some lunch / dinner right now (don’t really know what to call it; due to increased number of sleeping hours, he’s down to 2 meals now). He keeps nodding off, so I may take him back to bed if he doesn’t liven up a bit. He continues to nibble on the food in front of him, but when his eyes close, I do not encourage him to continue eating. He must be hungry, because, cyclically, he reopens his eyes, eats some more and falls back asleep.

Yaron will stay home with Gilly this evening while I go out to celebrate Susie’s birthday. For one day every year, as Noam, realized, we are actually the same age!

I plan to take the day off tomorrow, so do not be concerned if you do not find a posting for Saturday. Union rules, you understand, don’t you?