Ok, again…I am not picking on him. He is totally aware of my posts. This blog was the idea of a physician, we both see…to help us adjust to the “New Us”.

1. While at the hospital for a few tests this morning. I realized it is getting hard to tell if my hubby is pulling my leg or if he has truly lost his filter, since the stroke. When we go to get onto the elevator, he starts talking into the hole left in front when the door is open. Saying, “hello down there.” There was an older couple on there with us, the wife had quite a grip on her husbands arm. Are we becoming the ‘crazy couple’ people will be afraid to go out to dinner with?

2. Then we get to the grocery store. We reach the ‘evaporated milk’, Barry proceeds to start shaking the cans and saying “There is still milk in there.” I just kept going….What do you do?????