Time for a doctor’s visit
Last week, Barry and I went to the neurological clinic to see his doctor. Barry has been super mad a lot of the time about money and not being able to drive! A couple weeks ago, he left a message on my phone saying, “I want to look into getting a car.” Then lots of swearing followed.
I have been worried recently about his medications. Because he has no health insurance, we haven’t been able to see the doctor as often as may be necessary to monitor whether or not the medications are still effective. We were due for a visit.
Upon entering the room, the doctor said, “How are you doing Barry?” Barry replied, “Well, I would like to drive. She (pointing at me) won’t let me!”Driving is the one thing he is still holding on to. He doesn’t seem bothered about watching TV all day or not seeing friends or eating anything other than waffles every morning. But he is still really, really anxious about losing his license.
Angry, but at whom?
His doctor tried to explain that Barry should be mad at the doctor himself, rather than at me, because it was the doctor who suggested that Barry take a driving test. Barry seemed to understand.
The doctor performed a few tests. In one interesting test, he grabbed Barry’s hands and said, “When I pull, do not resist. Just let your hands go limp.” The doctor pulled and pulled, but Barry could not let his hands go limp. The doctor asked, “Can you let your hands go limp?” Barry said, “No, no I can’t.”
I wondered what that test told the doctor, but didn’t want to ask in front of Barry. At the end of the visit, the doctor told me to start looking into memory care facilities. This made me feel giddy and sad at the same time.
The doctor prescribed a new medication that might help with Barry’s anger and eating issues. Then we were on our way. When I tried to pay, the gal in the business office said, “No charge!” We are on a long, sad journey, but there are moments of grace around every bend! For that I am thankful.
As we drove home, I asked Barry if he wanted to pick up a sub for lunch. He said, “Sure and I also want a car so I can drive!”