Chapter 204 - Stressful Moments

I don't keep notes any more, so small incidents occur that are quickly forgotten as they become the usual common events of day-day living. Yesterday took us a step further along our path. I was in my dungeon when she called me on the CB. I found her standing, rear against the kitchen sink facing out toward the walker with tray that she uses to eat from and navigate around the house. Her hands reached behind gripping the edge of the sink. Her eyes were wide.

Our kitchen is a hollow square, at the end a window with sink below faces the street. The kitchen is about the usual 2 paces wide between oven, microwave and 'frig on one side and bench top, drawers & cupboards on the other. Small perhaps and enough for her to experience claustrophobic fear and a sense of imminent falling. She had frozen.

In casting my mind back, such small "rescues" are becoming more frequent. We are tending towards always being physically close together, even though we have the CB's and mobiles. Probably pretty good I suppose after 19 years of coping.