Today
G and I visited Tom again today.  Today he was less glad to see us; he was mostly focused on wanting keys.  Keys to get into the nurse's office where his snacks are stored, and, at bottom I think, keys to get out.

We were able to distract him a little bit a couple of times, but his OCD was in full cry today, and all he could think about was locked doors.

His teacher came to visit later and he was really glad to see her, but he kept saying "out" a lot.  Of course he wants to go out.  And, his voice is hoarse from screaming.

I got my doc to give me more Prozac; I'm not reacting well to this at all.  G has his work to distract him, and his work is an awful place sometimes, but not as awful as the place where Tom is.

So many people have sent notes to say they think about us and care for us.  Thank you, thank you! to you all; it means so much.

Hugs.