I'm up again. Apparently it's normal to sleep three hours and wake up, my psychiatrist says so. I have been in somewhat of a state because of my service dog training session. It was all things I should have been doing all along but wasn't because I didn't know. Like having Rambo sit before taking him outside, and sit before coming in, and sit afterward so I can unhook his leash. It should be interesting to get him to sit when I'm in my wheel chair and ready to take him out. He is so used to the way we do it that it will be challenging to get him to change. I can do it though. I brought him this far I can take him the rest of the way.
I don't have Pandora on this time, and I don't know why. Rambo sleeps through it so that's no problem. I have been cranky for about a week and I know why - worrying about service dog class. I was right to worry, with all the mistakes I've been making it will take six months to a year to correct them all. Maybe that's what the first year is for? Anyway it will get done.
Irina says I'm stubborn and that's true. I usually get what I want even if afterwards I'm not satisfied. This time I will be satisfied. A well trained service dog is a wonder and Rambo has the makings of a well trained service dog.
Rambo is stubborn too. It makes the training interesting. He also looks to me for direction so there is that positive point. That's all for now