This weekend Jennifer and I are celebrating our 29th wedding anniversary. She drove down to Norfolk to join me for the weekend, since the trial is dragging into a third week. We are looking forward to spending some item together, even though it will be a working weekend for me.
I have had no real progress on the incontinence or sleep deprivation front. My clinician has referred me to a psychiatrist specializing in sleep disorders to help me find a balance of medications that will help me get some longer sleep. That, and following up with the urologists regarding the incontinence, is job one after this trial ends. I feel like I am going to need to take some time off to recharge and focus on my health.
This trial has reinforced my perception that I am several steps too slow. I do not feel as alert or tuned in as I would like, and have to struggle to stay focused. Afternoons and evenings are especially difficult. I am glad that we have such a great team down here, and that I am essentially a cheerleader.
Occasionally I have moments of melancholy that this may be my last trial, but then I realize that I've spent 25 years practicing law. My legal practice has been a means to an end, and the end has been to support my family. I do not want the means to be my end. I am reconciled to the idea of accepting disability. The primary uncertainty is what the insurance company will say, and what will be the terms. I have a feeling that they will not want to easily part with their cash. But I'll worry about that later. Now it's time to enjoy some time with my patient wife.
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