Both of us had a hard time getting to sleep last night, but we finally did. The sleeping pill the doctor gave David was too much, despite being the smallest dose. It made him have slurred speech and made it hard for him to even stand up to pee. It also made him feel a bit "drugged" in the morning and very sleepy until nearly lunchtime. He won't take it again, and I totally agree. The increased dose of the other med, however, does seem to be having some effect, as he is not depressed and has been somewhat less irritable today.
I slept well but got up a bit late. I still had time to get down to recycle the cardboard and buy challah for Shabbat before breakfast.
I taught only one 2-unit class today: 9:00-10:30. The student who had had a 4-unit class scheduled (10:30-1:30) canceled yesterday just in time to avoid a late cancellation, saying he was sick. So, he doesn't lose the units, but I, of course, did lose that lesson and the income from it. That's just the way Berlitz works.
We ate lunch at Chooka, where we had our usual dishes: sushi for me, and chang mai for David.
Just before sundown we made Shabbat by lighting candles, sipping sweet red wine, and eating challah. Of course, Pascal also got his rolled oats and seeds.
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