Archive for October 28th, 2007

So his sport socks take forever to dry. After the dryer stops, I pull them out and hang them overnight on a rod or whatever.

The other day, I handed them to him and said to just put them on the towel rod. (We were standing basically by the door of the ensuite.)

He took them from me and said, “Here (dresser)?”No, the towel rod, Hon.” Here? (shower door) Here?” Finally holding a sock in each hand, bent over and motioned toward the baseboard in the ensuite. It was like “dabbing” the socks at each spot.

Oh, my God, Oh my God! It was so absolutely unbelievable. Why can’t I get used to it? Why do I ask/tell him to do something? Why, why, why???

No wonder no one believes his situation – I still forget and ask him to “do” and he cannot.

If I listen to one more person spout off about anything of which they are totally ignorant, I think I’ll totally lose it.

Today a fellow dropped in to get tools he had left here – W is still sleeping. He “suggested” maybe it would be better to get him up. Ok, I agree, for me, it would be better but I’m not so sure for W. ( I am always open to suggestions, just not ignorant facts spouted out til I could tape his mouth) Maybe he sleeps to sleep away the hurt of his loss or maybe he sleeps because his brain doesn’t “tell” him to wake up or maybe it’s easier to sleep than think. The specialist said, “Let him sleep or get him up after 12 hours sleep.” I check with him about the 12 hours mark and if he says he’d rather sleep a bit more – I let him sleep. I would rather he is up – it is lonely.

Anyway, this guy said W’s brain is Ok – he just can’t bring forth all the facts, ideas, etc.
He goes on to recount how he forgot his PIN number – blah, blah, blah. all the while tapping his temples with his 4 fingers. “But after 2 days, I remembered.” He’s too tall or I would have jumped up and grabbed his throat.

Have you ever forgotten to wash or brush or shave – daily?
Have you ever forgotten what piece of cutlery to use?
Have you ever forgotten where your bathroom or bedroom is?
Have you ever forgotten where the mugs or glasses are?

I sat in silence wondering how to respond – I didn’t respond verbally but he said he’d better go – maybe the fire blazing from my eyes reached his brain and sent a message, “Imminent danger, run, run as fast as you can.”