My phone call

RINGGGGG!!!!!!!!!! RINGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!

Me: Hello, this is Carol speaking...

DH: Hi. It's me.

Me: What've you been up to?

DH: Nothing.

Me: So you've just been sitting there?

DH: Yeah.

Me: You don't sound like you're doing very good.

DH: I'm not. Did you get something to eat? I could bring you something...

Me: It's 90 miles away. It would be silly for you to drive 90 miles to bring me something to eat, when I've got some ramen right here...

DH: Well, I just want to see you, that's all....

Me: Have you tried to figure out what's going on?

DH: It feels like something serious, like really bad....like I'm going to have a breakdown.

Me: What do you think is causing this? (I'm thinking the stress of my mom's illness and him forcing himself to go and visit her, even when it upsets him....)

DH: I think it's because I didn't take my pills yesterday morning.

Me: (silence) Oh. I see.

DH: So what should I bring you?

Me: Well, you know what I think you should do?

DH: YES. I KNOW WHAT YOU THINK I SHOULD DO. YOU THINK I SHOULD TAKE MY NIGHTTIME PILLS AND GO TO BED.

Me: Well, that's about right.

DH: But then I won't get any cleaning done or anything...

Me: What are the odds of you getting any cleaning done anyhow?

DH: Well, I've GOTTA do SOMETHING!

Me: So why don't you take your nighttime pills, and do "SOMETHING" until they kick in and you need to go to sleep?

DH: Oh, I guess so....I'll call you in a little while. I love you.

Me: I love you too. Bye

DH: Bye