Forced Rehabilitation

Jax slept the entire ride home, even while I was in the drug store dropping off his prescriptions. When I pulled into the driveway, I started gathering Jax’s paperwork and belongings to take them inside. Jax was very weak and had some issues getting out of the car and into the house. I begrudgingly let him use my shoulder to help get him inside. I carefully got him into the bed and told him to rest. It was not long before Jax was asleep again.

I did not mind that he was sleeping. It afforded me more time to be by myself. In less than an hour the children will be home. Jax’s condition was a little more serious than I had originally given it credit. I would need to speak to the kids about not being too noisy, and not rough housing or fighting in the house. Jax’s stress need to be kept at a minimum. I poured a cup of coffee while internally struggling with my emotions. I did not like seeing people in pain, even if they had hu