The new drug regime is in place, she has her knee braces, and she's getting those 'trigger point injections'. We're back to where we were before the last crisis. We're sleeping in bed again, she's lucid until about eight, and things are back to "normal". Normal for us, anyways.
Do I feel any relief? Not a lot. It doesn't feel like much of an accomplishment to get back to a place I was in for years. I want progress, dammit!
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