Tuesday, January 13, 2009

My Life Is an Avril Lavigne Song!

As in "Complicated." For those who don't know, my partner had a stroke in 07, and it's just been a roller coaster ride ever since. He's made an amazing recovery, but he'll never be 100%. Basically, it's turned everything upside down. We've done couples counseling and, lately, things were improving. And then it all gets topsy turvy again.

Oh, where to begin? Well, his short-term memory has been affected, but generally, he does ok. Except we had a fight, and not long after it was over, he didn't even remember what had happened, what I had said, what he had said--nothing. I suppose that should've alarmed me, but it only hurt my feeling even more. So I stormed off to bed and went to the spare bedroom and locked myself in. DRAMA!

Then the next morning, still no recollection of why I was upset or our fight. On top of that, he apparently got up at some point in the night and fell! He hit his forehead on something and scraped the hell out of it. But he doesn't remember it, nothing was askew in the house and he woke up in the bed like normal. Didn't even see the scrape until he was in the shower.

Yes, I obviously need to speak to his neurologist. This shouldn't be happening, right? But this has become normal for us--so who the hell knows.

Aside from that, however, how can I stay angry at someone who's stumbling around in the dark? And I feel guilty for not hearing him fall. When I'm in the bed next to him, I've attuned to every little move he makes and always wake up whenever he gets up.

At least we have a sense of humor about it. I told him that one advantage is that I could probably get away with anything since he wouldn't remember it! Or I could make up stuff and he wouldn't be any wiser. Of course, I'm only kidding and he knows it! I'm not that kind of person.

Oh, for those days when we could simply argue and then have great make-up sex!

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