he's allowed to drive again, now art thou happy!
and he's now got this lap top with some speech and language programmes on it so hopefully they'll help him progress faster whilst also encouraging my folks to enter the 2000s and get a lap top, meaning they can compute without needing a whole room for it.
he is sending me texts again, with varying degrees of accuracy although i have to say that I can always sense the essence of them.
I feel a bit less like he's been stolen from me. He's just in a diluted form right now.
It shows that i should stop mithering and enjoy what i've got, when i've got it, or even while i've got it.
i spy another early night on the cards. I'm trying to sleep myself whole again. Fingers crossed