The night at my mom's went well. She got a good night's sleep and later relayed that it helped a lot to know somebody was 'on deck' if another wheezing attack came on. It was rewarding to help out. I got Philz on the way home and saw Jen and Lauren before they headed out to Point Lobos. Later in the morning, I noticed a stray dog sniffing around the neighbor's house. I approached him, but he didn't react to my talking or presence. When I finally gently touched him, he flinched, and it was quickly apparent that he was blind and deaf. I picked him up; he had no collar, so I brought him into our backyard and let him roam about. His walking and occasional stumble and bumps reinforced the vision issues. After posting a "lost dog" post on nextdoor (which required reactivating and intentionally deleting my account) and contacting a range of neighbors, I noticed our newest neighbor Eric riding his bike into his garage. It turns out he was out looking for his dog! So, the dog and owner were reunited. My good deed is done. I had a great session with Denise this morning, really diving into all of the mixed bags of issues and feelings around how to put an end to the ongoing struggles with Tommy, finding a way to put some boundaries and agreements in place and resetting things to be as successful as possible. It's all hard to balance, but we have come to a critical point needing immediate change. I'm hoping it goes well, but I know it's going to be challenging, and if we can't come to an agreement, it will be the most challenging scenario I've faced as a parent, and I have to follow through on the consequences.
