Today is a poop day. I came home from work about 2 hours ago, and Dennis is still sitting on the toilet. I am not sure when he went into the bathroom, but I sure hope he has plenty of reading material.
I have never had such issues with going to the bathroom. When I need to use the bathroom, I go in, do my thing and leave a few minutes later. I try to be sympathetic, but it is a world I do not really understand.
None of this is entirely new for Dennis, but it has become more of a time concern. Tomorrow he has an appointment to see a therapist at the Courage Center. I can only hope that all of this commotion is over before his appointment.
What else can I say?
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