Strange day today. When I got back from walking the dogs (approx 8.30am), Karen was in the bathroom cleaning her teeth ! Very strange, because she is never up so early, and she normally doesn’t get up until coaxed. I think the 75ug patch must be better for her (sleepwise) than the 100ug version.

I was a bit under the weather today (with the cough that’s doing the rounds), so wanted to go back to bed, so kp joined me and we slept until 1pm.

Our solicitor had asked us to record some footage of Karen doing everyday tasks, so that this can be compared along her recovery to show her improvement. I wanted to get her having a shower, getting dressed and peeling veg. All she would allow was “peeling veg”.

She had a shower herself fine. She is generally fine unless the shampoo falls on the shower floor and then it’s “David !!!!”.

Getting dressed she finds VERY frustrating. But I was strict with myself today and tried to not help. Bras and socks she simply can’t do and I have to help her with those. Everything else she can do, but it takes her for EVER. Knickers have to be thrown like a fishing hook being cast by a fishing rod, to see if she can loop a foot. Invariably, she ends up with 2 feet in the same leg hole

Trousers aren’t much easier. The whole “getting dressed” thing (with me helping for only bra and socks) takes about 15 minutes Now……….if I help, it’s dead easy and there is very little frustration. If I don’t help, she doesn’t get any better/faster at it. It’s a fine line.

With that over, we had breakfast.

Later in the afternoon, I filmed kp trying to cut veg. She didn’t do bad. Carrots, Potatoes and Onions.

Carrots – Gave up frustrated after 2 minutes having 1/4 peeled them. She knocked one of the carrots on the floor (with her left hand) and had no idea she had done that She left the carrots, muttering “That’s bloody it, we are buying pre-cut baton carrots now”

Potatoes – Couldn’t peel them at all with our peeler. She tried doing it with a knife, but again, got frustrated and left it for me.

Onions – I wanted quartered onions for the Roast Pork. She couldn’t peel them at all, and got the knife stuck in, and couldn’t get it out. She gave up.

“Gave Up” is the wrong words. She had HAD ENOUGH and I don’t blame her at all.

I stopped the filming and she broke into tears.

Heartbreaking.

We had the roast. It was nothing special and too much work for too little enjoyment. I am feeling fed up tonight. kp knows it. Probably need to go to bed sooner rather than later.