Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Tangled without the Zen

I should have known!  Zentangles are the perfect metaphor for my life right now minus the meditative, relaxing aspect.  Where to begin?  Six weeks ago I was dealing with bronchitis which seemed to never go away, just got a little better and then suddenly my heart started racing and I ended up in Park Plaza hospital for 3 days with sinus tachycardia.  I went there for an EKG with He-Who-Sleeps-A-Lot along, of course.  So then there was the problem of what to do with him when they decided to hospitalize me.  Thank goodness for wonderful friends who live near the hospital who came and picked him up and brought him home.  And I am so grateful for the wonderful support here at Brookdale that quickly responded with caregivers to come and check on him a few times a day.
I am happy to say that I am now feeling like my old self again just dealing with the record-breaking heat.  I treated myself to a pedicure and manicure yesterday and came away feeling like a new woman...need to do that more often!

He-Who is doing well physically but the memory is slightly declining which leads to very frustrating conversations like the following when we were out running errands:

Me:  "Would you like to eat lunch out on the way home?"
HW:  "Yes, I want to go to that place across the street>"
Me:  "The Chinese place, Qin Dynasty?
HW:  "  Yes, Chinese."
   I drive into the parking lot of the above restaurant right out the front gate of our community.  No parking anywhere...
HW:  "No, not here."
Me:  "You mean you want the Vietnamese place across the street?"
HW:  Angrily "No, no, just forget it.  I want the one across the street.  Go whereever!"
Me: "Point to where you want to go."
HW points to the north where a new Olive Garden has gone in.
Me:  " You want to go to the Olive Garden?  You want Italian food?"
HW:  "Yes."

This has to be as frustrating for him as it it for me but these kind of conversations are occurring more frequently now.  I'm learning to take deep breaths, ease up on the accelerator of life and go with the flow.  Patience has never been my greatest virtue but life seems to present the lessons one needs to learn, right?

And guess what!  My book club is discussing Still Alice this afternoon.  He-Who may attend and I hope he will add something from his own experience.  I will certainly add from mine.

P.S. My Zentangles class went well and several want to continue. More tangles to come!


  1. You say you are not patient but seems to be so much more patient than I am but perhaps that is in retrospect.
    We watched Still Alice together. He is still able to comment humorously on his recognition of similarities, fortunately still in the very beginning stages. Maybe we won't "progress". Who knows?
    Glad that you came out "the other side" of that heart-rate episode. I have atrial fibrillation so can empathize a little.

  2. You are certainly learning patience if not already incredibly patient. It does sound like you are both frustrated but trying very hard to keep communicating. It's also a good lesson for "say what you mean and don't say it mean" cause I can see myself getting real sassy in a situation like this. Accentuating in an unpleasant way, "You mean HERE or do you mean THERE?" I'm glad you're back on the blog.