I got some sleep but woke up much too early, around five, but then was able to get back to sleep and to my surprise both Marty and I slept till almost nine. I had been taking the morphine and atavan consistently during the evening, but they had gotten out of sync during the night and I was feeling pretty awful. I called hospice and Louise stopped by--for one thing she needed to order more morphine for me, and she helped to get me back on the schedule. At that point I was feeling very agitated, with odd stabs of pain, and just wanted to get back to the alternating spaciness and sleep which seems like the best I can do under the circumstances. Eventually I did get the medicines balanced and drifted off to sleep for a while.
Nancie came at twelve-thirty. I didn't feel strong enough to take a shower, so she gave me a sponge bath, which was refreshing, and changed the sheets on the bed. As she was leaving Laurel arrived, and I've been alternately awake and asleep all afternoon.
The good news is that I'm typing this on my new computer, which Jim set up for me yesterday. It will take me a little while to get used to it but so far everything seems fine.