I dropped off Liza at the hospital today. Bad mojo at first. Her assessment appointment was at 10AM, we showed up at 9:40 and were the only clients in the waiting room. I filled out the initial paperwork and we sat and waited. Finally, after four trips to the counter asking when someone would be able to see her (us) I got up and left at 10:55. I was a wee bit PO'd.
After a call to her Therapist, and a call back from the Hospital, we tried it again at 2:30 and they were much more attentive to getting us seen. There were a lot of tears and crying on her part, but she didn't back out. She's in for observation until monday when the psychatrist will see her. We go from there.
I've shared a lot with you all on this situation. Some, perhaps many think I'm an idiot for letting her come back. Oh well, She's in the middle of a nervous breakdown, I can just leave her out there flapping. As she gets the help she needs she and I can reassess our marriage.
Hey, I made her stay gone for a month and it was only at the request of her therapist that I allowed her to come home, I'm thinking I'm not the biggest pushover in the world. I go to see about getting me and the kids into counseling on Monday...we need it.
I've not forgiven and forgotten, the fact that I would have to use protection to be with my wife again sticks in my throat pretty hard. On the other hand my conscience wouldn't allow me to leave her out there knowing how sick she is. We wait, we see, I pray, well wishes or thoughts from ya'll would be appreciated.
Yeru/Mike