Taylor’s grandmother passed away recently and he had to go out of town for her funeral. I asked him if he wanted me to come along for emotional, wifely support, but he said the way I could best support him at this time was to stay here and look after his dog. It’s been pretty easy; all the dog does is sit on the back of the couch and stare at the door, waiting.
To stop me from being lonely like Kichou, Sym brought the Little Taylor from the Felt Family I made for her 9th birthday to keep me company.
Please ignore the clutter on my desk, yes I absolutely DO need that stack of Moomin books, precariously perched tissue box, moustache on a stick, lighter, unicorn scarf, and pile of paperwork.
I realize I never made a post about the outcome of Taylor’s epic allergen elimination diet extravaganza. He had originally planned to be on it for eight weeks, and after six and a half he’d had the amazing result of nothing. NUH THING. No change at all in his skin. Really the only thing that changed was the THIRTY POUNDS he lost by eating nothing but vegetables and replacing all other foods with going to the gym. Now, he’s 6’4″ and didn’t really have 30 extra pounds lying around, so at that point I made the executive decision to stage an intervention because tbh he was starting to get a little manorexic about the whole thing. That was a few weeks ago and he’s back on food and put a little of the weight back on (which is good) but he’s (we’re) back at square one with this whole seborrheic dermatitis thing :/