Not Bob, me. My first time to experience positional vertigo and let me tell you, it's a real head spinner!
I was scheduled to go to our clinic for some lab work so I saw the nurse practitioner while I was there. The dilemma was getting there. Bob didn't give me a choice, he pronounced he would drive me. I was in no shape to argue.
We arrived on the clinic parking lot in time to watch a pitiful scene. I would say the woman had been there to see the rheumatologist. Her limbs were difficult to use. She had struggled to get her fold up walker in the back of her car and was closing the door as we drove up. She then used a cane and the side of the car to slowly make her way around to the driver's side. I can't imagine how she drove.
I was pretty sure Bob was taking all that in. Sure enough when we got home he said "How was my driving?" I could not tell a lie, his driving was fine, couldn't have done better myself. Then I tried to remember why we stopped him from driving. 1) His BP was unstable and he was symptomatic with episodes of dizziness. 2) He was refusing to wear his glasses that he needs for distance vision and needed a new prescription. His BP is stable now and he was wearing his new glasses.
One of the biggest frustrations of this journey I'm on with this man is nothing is ever settled, done, nailed down. You see where I'm going with this. I am 100% sure he's going to want to do some driving again.
Me needing him gave him such a burst of energy. He was like Cinderella on steroids. I heard him scratching around in the pantry and decided I'd better see what he was up do. I was near despair when I saw his grocery list on the table and realized he was digging out the ingredients for his annual candy making. Horrors, another battle to fight. He never moderates in his thinking. In Texas he made a lot of candy but we had friends, family, and co-workers to gift it to. In Oregon, not so much. We don't need candy in this house.
The new pill box had to go. Because he was unsure about it he wouldn't leave it alone. Late afternoon he brought it to me once more and he had mixed up the meds again. He said he wanted to go back to what we were doing before the new pill box. Lesson learned: an all in one pill box can be confusing to some people. Who would have thought it.