You know the saying trying my patience or testing my patience?  I think that was what David was doing to me today.  Not sure if he was really trying or testing on purpose, but it certainly felt like it.  I just typed out a little detailed tirade, but erased it, because, you don’t really need or want to hear about that.  Let’s just say that I don’t think that my temper is short, but it is being pushed to the limits.  For some reason, today, David didn’t seem to want to do anything for himself, so I found it interesting that when I read the blog tonight, he insisted that I tell the readers that while I made cereal and coffee for him yesterday (and today) that he often does that for himself.  He does try to help, but I think that is beginning to wear thin for him too and he wants to save his energy for better things.

We had Physical Therapy today, but not with Blade.  We did see Blade, and his therapist was good, I think.   All his upcoming appointments are split between two therapists other than Blade.  We get to see him while we are there, but he isn’t working with David.  It is not a bad idea, I think, to switch things up.  We also got news yesterday that Holly won’t be coming back to the Stroke Recovery Center, which is sad.  I certainly understand, because she has a lot on her plate and sometimes it is just time to retire.

We went to the movies to see My Old Lady.  About 3/4 of the way through it, David wanted to leave, but I insisted on staying through the end.  It seemed silly to throw away that much of an investment.  It wasn’t great.  It felt like a romantic comedy that took itself entirely too seriously.  None of the characters (dead or alive) seemed very likable or relatable.

Thanks for listening.