PSP can make me chuckle - or go totally screaming up the wall - today it was a big chuckle.
It was warm and sunny today. The physio took Liz into the sun and did exercises with her outside.
Normally Liz would be zonked out and need to lie down. Not today!
I asked her if she would like me to read to her amongst the Spring flowers in the garden... She signalled yes.
However every time we got near a rail in the corridor she grabbed it and hung on.
So I gave her more choices and she said she wanted the commode. Later I worked out that she knew that I would have to take her to her room and so pass the front door.
When we got the the front door she grabbed the wheels to break and pointed at it with a very determined look. I asked her what she wanted and the finger pointing got seriously determined. So, of course I took her through it.
Next she pointed to the gateway on the road. I tried to ask what she wanted and all I got was two fingers pointing at the gate. With a certain 'don't mess with me' command style.
We went through the gate and she pointed up the hill. 'No, not up there. I'll never manage it.' I thought. But like any well trained husband I had to comply. When we had disagreements in the past, just occasionally, she would say, "I'm trying to train you. You'll find it easier if you work with me." Said with a glint in her eye.
One flew over the Cuckoos Nest was definitely on my mind.
Well, we walked into town with Liz sitting there with all the sternness of a tank commander.
She commanded me into Specsavers and thence to the Sunglasses. The finger getting a little more casual as she gained confidence in her command role.
She tried on pair after pair. Eventually she found a pair she liked. Forty minutes of 'do you like these then?'. "Yes, but get me another pair". I memorised all of the ones she liked and I got a good solid two handed thumbs up for a pair. We went to the till and she decided she didn't want them.
I concentrated on seeing the funny side... We went onto another glasses shop. Repeat of the above.
She then decided she wanted to go into a pound shop to buy peaches (?!!!)... Why not M&S I said... Stupid me. Up comes the finger pointing a the Pound Saver shop. "But they don't sell peaches" I feebly replied. Now two fingers point at it.
In we go... up every isle... eventually she grabs the wheels by the soft drinks. We select a drink and go back into the sunshine to a bench in a small side plaza. She drinks a little and off we go again.
I took a wrong turn and again the breaks are slammed on and again the finger points the command, "That way." She knows the town better than I and seemingly better than Google too. Her loyal tank engine (me) complied. She was correct of course.
When we got back she took my hand to her lips and kissed it. It took her so much effort to do that.
Even tank commanders can be kind to those who comply.
She always was in the drivers seat. I guess today was the 'return of the boss day'.
She tells me we are doing the same next week... Great! I think.
Kevin
Such a change in her - CBD oil? I wonder.
Quarantine discoveries 
