So I’m sitting here… it’s 23.12, Max has woken up, woken Zack up, and is now screaming his head off at the top of his lungs, just because he doesn’t want to go back to sleep.
And here I thought I wouldn’t have any more of these posts…
When I say he’s screaming…
I mean he’s freaking the fuck out.
Trashing his room.
He doesn’t even know why he’s doing it now.
Needless to say, Zack has been decanted to my bed, with the door closed, and the covers right over his ears.
Luckily that boy can sleep through a lot.
The dog doesn’t even seem bothered by it these days.
At least I’m safe in the knowledge that this is a once or twice a week occurrence now, rather than a nightly one.
It’s become almost easy to block it out now.
I guess I have had nearly four years of training myself to be able to.
The thing is, if I go up, try to cuddle him or calm him down, it works… but the second I leave him, he starts up again.
Even if he seems to have fallen asleep.
Just in the time it’s taken to write this post, the worst of it has stopped.
For now at least.
Thank got for his meds.
I know this won’t last more than 40 minutes, instead of what used to be 3-4 hours.
So I guess this will be a night of listening to music on my ipod, reading blogs, and generally trying to ignore life.
Just for this evening…