Today was a bad day in the book of Robin. She didn't take her morning dose of meds which threw her off for the entire day and spiraling downwards. She was combative, aggressive, weeping tears and not eating. I arrived after work, was able to feed her meds, shower her, curl hair, mini pedicure, brush teeth, and then bring to her the National Night Out Party.
The Alton was hosting a great front lawn party with music, dancing, food and fun. Robin stayed for quite some time onlooking the music and young kids dancing.
After a while we came back inside to settle Robin in. She sat on the couch and I sat next to her. As I am completely exhausted, I naturally laid my head on her lap. She gave me the motherly touch of stroking my hair and brushing it back, tickling my shoulder, and squeezing my hand. It was perfection.