It helps to keep a sense of humour when dealing with this crap. It’s not always easy, but I’m helped by G’s attitude to his changing situation. He worked so hard after he came home from hospital, relearning all the simple things and hitting all the goals he set himself. Now, in the last few days all that progress has been wiped away and we’re back on the path of relearning. I can’t imagine how confusing and frustrating it must be for him not to be able to perform simple tasks or articulate his feelings, but it’s to his credit and patience that he laughs at his failings rather than getting upset or angry. I’m aware that could change, but right now I’m grateful. I keep telling him that his clever brain rebuilt many connections before and it can do it again and so we go on…
And talking of keeping a sense of humour. We’re in the final throes of plumbers and electricians in the house finishing off the new downstairs shower room. With impeccable timing G had an unfortunate accident when the water was turned off, no washing facilities or toilet flushing…oh how we laughed! Whoever invented wet wipes deserves a medal.
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