I have begun a new appreciation of drugs. I formally thought them suspect. Bad juju. Now I know what it's like to give a little pill to a man who is freaked out, chewing his nails and saying he is scared. Being scared is not okay. So I get the pill and wait and I am not disappointed. He is calmer, happier, more satisfied with the present moment.
I have calmed my man down and I am thankful. At night he once again is agitated and confused.
I, once again, go for the pills. They work, he sleeps, I sleep. Wow.
How long will this help? It doesn't really matter. It helps now.