I was a little concerned that my isolation would cause some deep psychological trauma to Charlie. I have been in the house, but not allowed to see, talk or touch him for 10 days. I was worried that he wouldn't understand or think I didn't WANT to spend time with him. Apparently I need to get over myself.
Charlie peeked into my room tonight and asked how I was doing . I told him that I get to get out of my room tomorrow. He jumped up and down, clapped his hands and said: " Good! Then you can spend a perfect day with ME!"
I think he is going to be ok.