Nine Feet Underground

I have a lot to talk about today, though I'm not sure how to begin.  Problem solved. It's a strange time at the moment. A lot of the positive, life-enhancing things I've been enjoying are on hold. E's condition is keeping me here, apart from brief excursions for a few hours or less.  Although she's on constant pain relief and calming/anti-seizure medication, there are things going on, intermittently.  As I am the main communication medium that attempts to interpret signs that mean she is in pain or having a fit.  This is far from an exact science and comes with responsibility that is concerning. Based on my observations medication can be increased, though the decision to do so and the amount of the increase are thankfully not decisions I have to make.  Today there have been signs of discomfort and now the driver is bleeping as it appears to be blocked somewhere, though after a couple of examinations I can find no evidence of it. The nurse has been to refill the ...