I am in Portland. I am taking one day at a time, and trying to learn about detachment. I am trying to keep my primary focus on myself, the only person over whom I have any control.
Hubby is still in the hospital, but now voluntarily. I think he plans to stay until tomorrow. His mood is more stable, it seems. The various treatments seem to help. We are moving forward a day at a time. I don't know what will happen in our marriage, but that isn't a decision I have to make today, thankfully.
Still not much appetite...but I have been running a bit, just a couple of miles a day. Just enough to still my mind and relieve some stress. I think I am hovering around 165 right now (from 177 2 weeks ago) but I haven't weighed in a couple of days. I am eating more than I was last week, which is good. We will both move back to Spokane when hubby is released, and he will start treatment there. I don't know if this will remain a good situation for us both long-term, but again, I don't have to decide that right now. At the present time, it seems best for both of us.
I'm working on my own stuff now, and am less emotional than I have been for the past week. I guess that could be good or bad. But so far I'm happy to report that I'm making it, and trying to make the best decisions that I can.