As in the past, Kate’s anxiety attack didn’t last long. It was over before she went back to sleep. When she awoke, she was just fine. We enjoyed ourselves at lunch. I didn’t ask if he knew my name, but I believe she probably did and that I am her husband.
This is our day for a sitter. When I left, she and Mary were seated on the sofa looking at a photo album of Kate’s father’s family. The only thing Kate said when I said goodbye was “What are we going to do?” I told her she could look at photo albums, work jigsaw puzzles, watch DVDs or YouTube video, or go to Panera. That satisfied her. She was just fine. In fact, she has reacted very positively to her sitters the past two weeks. I love it.
