D10: My husband is still as wonderful, thoughtful, generous, witty, and kind as ever . . .
. . . and he’s recovered. At least, as much as the doctors think he’s going to.
He’s not getting depth perception back, but he’s learned to adjust . . . Well, he’ll never do surgery again, but he hardly ever bumps into things around the home anymore.
Del: And the fugue states . . . ?
D10: If he was still having those, do you think I’d be here?