Yesterday I went to the Renaissance Faire with daughter, son and DIL. DIL had us all dressed in costumes. It was a wonderful time, until I got home and Bill was furious that I had left him. Then he blamed the cat, saying I was terrible for leaving her as she missed me. That it was obvious that I didn't care about him but he could handle it unlike Lady Gray that had her furry little heart broken by my selfishness. That I should leave and go live with my kids and leave him to die alone. Lately he has been bringing that up for some unknown reason. Fortunately I know that if I don't respond he will get over it in a few hours if I have said I was sorry he got upset. Not easy being a caregiver!

This morning I discovered he had a very loose bout of the runs and, unfortunately, hadn't run fast enough. He is taking probiotics, which seem to be helping for the most part. Also this morning his BP was 105/58 and oxygen at 89. I'm not sure if that added to his upset with me last night or not.

He is back to his cereal diet. For about a week he was doing better with eating and feeling a little better.

At the moment his reasoning is I shouldn't leave him alone as he might have years left or only months. The doctor hasn't given any indication of life expectancy so he is just taking things out of thin air. In April he will turn 89. Currently at Stage 3b 44 GRF at last test. Considering everything he does enjoy most days. Not sure if the unreasonableness is connected to the CKD or something else.