As for Peter, he seems to be enjoying the down time. He’s trying to catch up on his sleep, but says he hasn’t slept in four days. None of his sleeping meds are working for him, it seems. He joined me and Gaby a couple days ago for a game of Tripoley, and he did well. Sunday he accompanied us out to the Botanical Garden for my drum group’s gig on the occasion of International Girl Scout Thinking Day, and he walked quite a bit in the fresh air. Yesterday’s rain has cleared out, so he and Gaby are planning a walk around the block in a little while.
On Tuesday Peter and Lis and I will drive to Duke, where he will get poked and prodded and MRI’d, and we will learn what it looks like inside Peter’s head following all the mayhem of the past six weeks.
He’s not eating well yet, but his eyes are more focused. This recovery business will require lots of patience from both of us.