Life as a Spectator Sport

but not the way everyone assumed. Twice now, Clarence has missed having his evening medications. Both times it was because I hadn't intended us to be gone overnight, and therefore hadn't packed them. I won't make that mistake again. But on both occasions, he has been far more awake, alert and energetic the next day. I asked him today whether he could tell the difference, and he said emphatically, "Yes!" So we're going to see if we can tell which one, perhaps in excess of what he needs, is causing his cognitive and physical problems.

Last night he managed to walk from bed to bathroom and back four times, in a strange hotel room, without waking me up or stepping on the dog. That's unheard of for someone who wasn't even able to stand up without help not long ago. This evening when we got home, I came in from unloading the car to hear the shower running. Assuming that Clarence was just adjusting the water temperature in preparation for me helping him with his bath (though even that much has been beyond him recently), I went into the bathroom, and to my shock, discovered that he had gotten into the tub and was calmly washing himself. He did need help getting out, but if he'd had a grab bar to hold on to, he could have sat down on the bath chair and managed it entirely without me.

The down side to all this, of course, is that as his strength and energy are coming back, so is his compulsion to micro-manage everything around him. "How much gas do we have? Did you get out the map for the next store before you shut the trunk? Shouldn't we have turned there?" And so forth, until I'm ready to screech fishwife-style at him.

Unfortunately, I think he has figured out that as he gets stronger and more independent, I am less likely to take him with me. It isn't in his interest to recover even to the level of the last couple of years. So I can grit my teeth, deal with his presence (and now of course, the dog's, as well) on these long trips, and in return have someone who is at least partially able to look after himself. Or I can refuse to take him with me if he seems able to manage on his own, and wait for the inevitable slide back into helplessness. It says something about my state of mind right now that I'm not sure which is worse.

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