More issues, of course.

I get a phone call last night from a friend of mine who 'fell off the wagon'. They're horribly distraught that they allowed themself to do such a thing. So, I go and listen and help them unjumble their thoughts (I hope). They said last night that they think they should go back for more counseling. I completely agree and even volunteer to talk to the parents, so as to buffer any negative vibes that might occur. They decline my offer. I told this person to call me today to let me know what transpires, and I've not heard from them yet. I hope everything is going alright.

Tom is again having issues with his catheter. Mainly discomfort. Which, obviously, still sucks. My cousin, who has been spending some time over here, has offered advice (she's a nurse). I'm thankful for her insight and ideas. I'm always nervous that I'm overlooking something, or not thinking along the right lines to 'fix the pain'.

I got my tablet today - got all excited - hooked it up, and... nothing. I don't know what I did wrong yet, but lost patience quick enough to leave it be for now. Especially since I really should be at work... Well, after I sort out Tom, of course.