He's been home for 6 hours and I am already going nuts. Where's the great caregiver? Flew right out the window. Just regular old Terry is left. Oh, I was good and didn't yell at him for taking 2 1/2 hours to prepare to walk our dog on our 0.25 acre of land. Nope, I sure didn't. I didn't even yell at him when he packed more gear in his black bag for a 15 minute walk around the yard than some people pack for a month on the Appalachian Trail.
You have NO idea how badly I wanted to shout "Get the hell out of the house for pity's sake! Just walk the dog so we can go back to watching our movie!" Yup, rented a movie on Xfinity for $3.99. Got to see about 7 minutes of it.
The "Great Caregiver" has left the building. Grumpy Cat Terry is going to bed.
My blog is about my experiences as a caregiver for my husband, who has chronic traumatic encephalopathy (C.T.E.), also known as traumatic brain injury with dementia. This blog is for you, the one who is scouring the Internet looking for help as you deal with C.T.E.; it is for my friends and family to keep up with me and it is for the searcher who is looking for information. My blog is for all my gentle readers.
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