We just got home from spending a few hours out! :)) Except for his visit to the doctors to have his staples removed, Ryan hasn't left the house in the 2 weeks since he came home from the hospital. He hasn't wanted to go anywhere, or do anything, even here at home. The moment he mentioned wanting to go for a hair cut I was all smiles! :))

He and I had another little communication breakthrough last night, I think. I was trying to talk to him about some of the plans we need to make for our trip to CTCA, and he had zero input to offer and about equal interest. I started questioning him, again, against the majority of advice I've been given, about what he was feeling, thinking, etc. (I know... men all across the world are rolling their eyes...) After countless "I don't know"s and shoulder shrugs, I told him what I thought he was thinking and feeling. He said "Ummmm...no." I was frustrated and said "WHAT then?! WHAT?! Your brain still works, I KNOW it does, you don't just NOT think anymore!!!" Shoulder shrug again and then, finally: "I'm just sick to death of sitting around and not being able to do anything. I've told you that like 8 times." 

Really? I mean....really? That's it? Like, IT it? I've spent the last week and a half digging for a deeper meaning to his moods...I've been talking to people and looking things up online and favorite-listing books on Amazon and watching him constantly like I'm waiting for a third eye to start blinking on his forehead. And all along he REALLY just can't stand his current physical limitations...basically he's just bored out of his mind and frustrated about it?! I asked pointblank about the cancer, the possible treatments coming up... he said "I'm not worried about that stuff. I'll go in and they'll shoot me full of chemo or whatever and send me home till they need to do more. Pukeing's not fun but whatever, won't be the first time." And he really meant it.

For the record, I am more certain than ever now that he has alien dna. No human being is THAT laid back, just takes literally EVERYTHING that much in stride. Jimminy Christmas, I'm amped up like an ant on crack 24/7, for weeks now,  and he's just bored and wanting to be able to do normal stuff again like work on building a new rabbit hutch. If he is not alien in some fashion, then he is most definitely 200% all male, and in my mind that now pretty much averages out to the same thing.

Maybe because he feels like I finally heard him, (here we go again) he feels better knowing I'm not going to keep being so worried about him. Maybe that was a pressure on him, watching me watching him. Maybe it was a really great conversation this morning with his Step-Dad.  Maybe it's just a bright sunny day and he wanted a hair cut.Whatever the actual reason, he is 100% himself today. The guy he was a few weeks ago before all this started. He drove today for the first time since the day he went to the hospital. He looks gorgeous with his hair cut and he wore the new cologne I bought him for Easter. He ate a real lunch. He has picked on me and the kids all day long, relentlessly. It's really truly a completely awesome day today!!! :))