i got home from the hospital tonight to find that my mom not only brought me the cat litter i asked her to pick up, but changed the cat pan, took out the garbage, and completely cleaned my kitchen. she and bob have been an enormous wealth of strength and support in the last few days. as they always are.

coming home to an empty house, sorely missing my partner, and longing for some human companionship. i gave up being at the hospital because while he sleeps, there's nothing for me to do but read or watch tv. at least when he's awake, i can busy myself by getting him what he needs, making him comfortable and talking with him.

he is doing better. he fell asleep early this evening, clearly exhausted. i tried to wake him up to tell him i was going home, but no luck - he's just too tired to retain anything. that might be the loneliest part of all. i just miss him.