February 20, 2022

I feel my patience slipping away. I'm definitely crabbier and I snap at John more quickly. He's driving me nuts. He's struggling to understand what's going on, so he's constantly questioning me, asking the same questions over and over. It's so damn annoying! It feels like Chinese water torture. Each drop is nothing, but the constant dripping is driving me insane. He's having trouble brushing his teeth now. Once he gets started he's ok, but getting the toothbrush into his mouth is a battle all its own. Today we went out to run an errand and he was concerned that he hadn't brushed his teeth. He had, but it had been a few hours. He obsessed over his unbrushed teeth the whole time we were driving (admittedly it was only 15 minutes, but that's a long time on such a small topic!) Once we arrived his attention was diverted so the topic was finally dropped. The other day we were at an appointment and John was asked to wash his hands. They gestured toward the bathroom, but he still couldn't find it. It was the only door in that area. Then once I got him inside he didn't know what to do. I turned on the water, pumped soap in his palm, and then he was able to wash. Once he was done he almost tossed the paper towels in the toilet! That could have been ugly.