Thankfully he’s decided that driving isn’t a good idea. I’m taking Friday off to take him to the doctor and deal with some other things.
He is better though, says the hip doesn’t hurt as much. He’s behaving himself at the house. He goes upstairs, lets me bring him food, and stays there each evening.
Boy, do I need the sleeping time. I’m starting to catch up on sleep, but getting enough to make me cranky, not rested. Did stay in the bed all night though.