It's getting better but it's getting worse. I'm not really sure exactly what to think. My mood swings are worsening but Julie's dealing with it very well. My stomach problems are getting better. I don't find myself staring off into space for no apparent reason anymore. At least not as often.
I'm starting to come to grips with the whole cancer thing I think.
However I still can't let go of Grandpa. This is apparent in my dreams. And when I have a "Grandpa dream" I'm a bitch all day. I had one last night.
Per my doctor's instructions I will be contacting my company's EAP today and go from there.