I am not sure where the time goes. It certainly doesn’t feel like we are accomplishing anything yet time disapears. I cannot believe it is September.

 Just watched Greg drive off in the rental car – back to Kelowna and a flight home. In the end we never really did discuss who would go, Greg just started talking about going home. And he needs to. It has been a VERY long week for him – he was the one who got here first, dealt with the RCMP, dealt with the impound lot and Jordan’s car, and saw our son at his scariest crazy self in emergency. He is exhausted and almost incoherent (I made the mistake of pointing that out yesterday – yikes).

 It was very hard for him to leave. I think his biggest fear is that I won’t be brave enough to take Jordan out on pass and that will make things worse for Jordan.

 We finally met with the regular psychiatrist yesterday (Tuesday) morning at 0730. One psychiatrist for the entire region. He was still there admitting patients at 9 PM last night – poor man. He didn’t actually see Jordan till about 6 pm last night. He bumped the Respiradol up to 2 mg which should tell you all you need to know about our lack of progress.

Greg spent Monday with the RCMP – getting to meet Constable McKinnon who was the officer who transported Jordan to hospital. He was able to give Greg more information on where they found Jordan (and where his stuff might be). He actually called the search dogs out – saying they always need practice – to help look. Still no luck though. Greg is distraught as we have had two nights of rain now. He knows that a skateboard and iPod is just stuff – but I think he thought if he found it it would be a sign that everything would be OK. Turns out the area we were searching in the other day is full of rattlesnakes, black widow spiders and poison ivy. Greg is lucky to have come out of his bush walk unscathed!

It’s another beautiful sunny day here. When it all gets to be too much for me I just go and float in the pool or sit by the lake and pretend I am on holidays. It helps a little.  

Today is moving day. My sister found us a one bedroom kitchenette at the Tiki Shores Beach Resort for $650 for the month. Even if we aren’t here a month it is still a deal – we figure it will have paid for itself after the first 6 nights.  I have a jam packed day here in lovely Penticton. Canadian Tire at 0900 to put two new tires on Jordan’s car (I have had to learn how to drive a stick again). Then to a drugstore to get my prescriptions refilled. Then check out of Days Inn, visit Jordan, get groceries, check in to Tiki Shores, visit Jordan… hmmmm no wonder the days disappear.

I am hoping to be able to get into a routine tommorow of working in the morning and visiting Jordan in the afternoon (the longest part of the day for him). Back to the motel for a walk or swim and than return  to visit him in the evening. So far he wants us there all the time so we are trying to find a good balance.

Jordan has good days and bad days. Yesterday was a bad one, really anxious and agitated.  Greg agreed to take him outside for a walk for 30 minutes (there is a creek and walking path along the hospital property). They ended up staying out for an hour but he had no problems coming back in. And Jordan did seem better when they came back.

The staff remain optimistic and say that this roller coaster is to be expected. I fully expect that as his brain function improves and he starts to remember things he is going to be very distraugh. And as the reality of his situation sinks in (i.e. he is going to need months of follow up) in terms of school and travel plans he is likely going to get depressed. I just want to time travel to last September and redo the whole year.