Confusion Sets In

You might think I'm talking about Walt and he does get somewhat confused when he is on the morphine, but this is all about me.  I did something yesterday that I have never done before.  I can't believe it.  Amanda came over with Gavin in the morning so that I could go out and run some errands.  I actually left the house without a bit of makeup on.  Anyone who knows me knows that just doesn't happen.  Lately I have been seen at the house without my makeup on, but that is a definitive decision.  I NEVER go out without it.  I look like I should be on my death bed.  I didn't even realize it until much later in the day.  When I thought back on it I thought "well, at least I didn't see anyone I knew", then I thought about the sales manager at Cash and Carry who waited on me.  He seemed to be avoiding talking to me and he is usually really chatty.  He probably thought I was sick.  So, what I'm trying to say here is that my brain is obviously not working at full capacity so please forgive.
For the first time my poor Walt didn't have a good night.  He has developed a cough.  That is one thing that causes him much distress.  Because we have always been so careful with his lungs he thinks something is going wrong there.  He has asked me many times if the tumor in his esophagus could cut off his air.  I have assured him it will not because it is closer to his stomach, but he still has anxiety over it.
Even through it all he still has his sense of humor.  I walked into his room and he asked me if I was practicing up at Sky Lakes (our local hospital)? I said, "Why?" "Because you come in here every 15 minutes", he says.  Ha, ha.  I have taken to peeking in the door and only going in every 30 minutes.
So, did I mention how much we are enjoying everyone in our lives.  I am missing all of the company we had last week.  Especially Auntie Sharon because now I have to mop my own floors and do all of the laundry.  No, what I miss most is the positive communication.
Didn't get this posted yesterday.  Last night was better.  Walt wanted pain meds at 1:30 am, but slept pretty good until 5:15.  That's when he turned on the light and said, "Time to get up".  Oh, well.  He then proceeded to go into his man cave and get in his hospital bed and fall back to sleep.  What a guy.
Amanda is coming this morning so that I can go on some more errands.  Guess what?  I have makeup on!
Love you all.