Most nights, I’ve been going to bed at 8 o’clock since I can never be sure if Burt will awake in the middle of the night. We’ve had several 4am chatfests. I am generally bone tired by 8 from keeping farmer’s hours.
I awake early, thanks to going to bed early. It’s a cycle.
Sleep is important, and usually, we’re both getting our adequate alotment. He’s sleeping more or at least hanging out in bed.
Our aide says when she first came, Burt told her his bed was his safe place.
Walking him to and from has required vigilance. He’s been a little unsteady.
Some evenings it requires two of us to get him to his “safe place” safely.
We have our dinner in there so that Burt eats enough food each day. He has an idiosyncrancy about waiting to eat til his wife gets home. He’s lightened up on this rule; he likes his aide. (To see why I find the “wife” thing funny, check in on his Capgras issues.)
Burt’s early-to-bed has also given me opportunities to see some TV on my phone. I drop in on Grace and Frankie periodically. Saw the whole The Marvelous Mrs Maisel and the full season of A League of Their Own. I even caught up on a couple of movies.
It’s a time management thing, taking care of both of us.
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