This evening I was resentful of my wife for griping excessively at my #1 son for getting on the computer without permission and banning him from it all weekend.  He was sick today so I had given him a little more slack than usual.  My idea of how he should be treated and how his discipline should be handled was threatened.  My idea of how she should communicate was threatened.  I lost my temper.  I was impatient and intolerant with her.  At present all I can think about is that I was defending my son and how I am sick of trying to communicate rationally with an irrational person.  I really need God's help with this one.

This morning my #1 son got sick like #2 did last night.  It was awful for him but I was able to help.  I was grateful that he and his little brother had a comfortable place to recuperate today.  I was grateful that my daughters were able to get to their camps.

I was able to do some reading, studying and a quiz today but by mid afternoon I was feeling ill.  I fell asleep late in the afternoon and had bizarre dreams.  I also felt ill in my sleep.

I got to listen to a recovery speaker recording from a local treatment center today.

Thanks be to God.