Tuesday, January 22, 2019

Sliding forward

We are sliding more and more.

New fixations and behaviors, some requiring modification of meds routine.  I think Jim begins to distrust me. His new mantra is: "how do you know?" For example, I might say, "You're going to Rosener House today." Jim responds, " How do you know?" It's said with an edge of almost contempt that is difficult to hear.

Beginning to have difficulty with routine personal tasks, e.g., tooth brushing; getting fussy about favorite clothes, forgetting how to treat his chronic nasal congestion which he had been doing for 30 years, forgetting to do drops when eyes itch or are dry, neglecting finger and toe nails, etc.

In truth, I begin to worry about our May (Caribbean) and July (Alaska) plans. I know Jim will make both but with much more oversight and concern on my part. We may be coming to the end of travel. Except for the insanely costly place in Cabo where the Enrique the butler seems happy to keep company with Jim.

Worry, Worry. Given the new fixations and behaviors, I begin to intuit how I won't always be able to care for Jim. This is a first and horrifying glimpse.

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