Things are Rough

Today was rough. Went to visit Bryce with his mother in the hospital. He is so out of it. He's himself, but he isn't. It's really sad and scary to watch. I don't know where it's going to go from here. We're just taking it one day at a time, trying to get him to talk about whatever it was that triggered this melt down and get him back on his feet enough to stay with his grandparents and finish recovering in a place he feels safe, loved, and not crazy.

In the meantime, we're still planning for Ryan's homecoming and the wedding. I had hoped my research on hotels in las vegas would come in handy for our honeymoon. But the most we can afford is a couple of days in nearby Gatlinburg. But that's okay because we have a lot of memories from spending our six month and one year anniversaries there. So it'll be fun, and something is better than nothing. I'm just looking forward to having Ryan home and marrying him at last. I have a lot of details to nail down in the next four weeks concerning decor and ceremony. Yay for stress...