It has been a week.

After 6 weeks of not having any doctor’s appointments, suddenly we’ve had 5 over the past 10 days.

I felt so bad for Jim as he desperately tried to keep the appointments straight in his head. He’d repeat them over and never get them right.

Finally, I stopped giving him advanced notice of what was coming up.

It was the best decision ever.

He spent the evening relaxed, rather than fretting about the next days schedule. Would he have to get up early? Would he have time to work out? Which doctor was it? What did they do? Where was their office?

This sudden memory loss has been disconcerting because his memory has never been this bad before  Instead of decline, this was a rollercoaster worthy dip.  I haven’t seen one of those in months

So next week, is is a doctor free week, hopefully this will give his mind and anxiety a chance to quiet.

This particular dip comes at a horrible time because there is a possibility Jim will have to go in for an angiogram and then an angioplasty.

He can’t remember things from one minute to the next, how the hell am I going to keep him still when he has to lie flat on his back for 4-6  hours after the procedure?