He says he doesn’t feel like himself.
I think we’re both dealing with a bit of depression. Perhaps it’s seasonal, perhaps it’s situational. There’s a lot of physical stress he’s dealing with, and we’re both caught in the emotional side of it.
I feel a bit lost, and so it’s hard for me to be there for him. I wonder if I feel a bit lost because he isn’t quite himself.
I pray that the workman’s comp approves his surgery. I want to see him out of pain. I know it’s a long road to healed, but at least it would be progress.