FRUSTRATIONS

EACH DAY BRINGS IT'S OWN FRUSTRATION, BUT FOR ME THE WORST IS WHEN MIKE CAN NOT EXPLAIN HIMSELF ANY MORE.  LAST NIGHT WHEN I GOT HOME FROM MY MEETING, HE WAS TRYING TO TELL ME THAT SOMEONE HAD CALLED. HE COULD NOT GET OUT WHAT SHE WANTED OR WHAT HER NAME WAS, BUT PROUDLY HE SAID "I DID GET HER PHONE NUMBER".  THIS MORNING MIKE TELLS ME THAT HE FELL LAST NIGHT AFTER I ASKED HIM HOW HIS BACK WAS DOING.  HE COULD NOT TELL ME WHEN HE FELL, WHERE HE FELL, WHY HE FELL, OR HOW HE FELL.  I ASKED HIM IF HE TRIPPED ON SOMETHING, OR IF HIS LEGS DID NOT WORK AGAIN, AND HE SAID "PROBABLY ONE OF THOSE".  FRUSTRATION!!!  IT'S LIKE WHEN WE WERE AT THE DOCTOR'S OFFICE AND THE DOCTOR WAS ASKING HIM SEVERAL QUESTIONS ABOUT HIS PAIN, AND HE TELLS THE DOCTOR  "ASK HER" AS IF I WOULD KNOW WHEN AND WHERE IT HURTS HIM. THEN THE DOCTOR SAYS CAN YOU TELL ME WHEN YOU NOTICE THE PAIN THE MOST? MIKE ANSWERS "WHEN IT HAPPENS".  FRUSTRATION!!!  THEN DON'T GET ME STARTED ON "HABAND".  IT IS LIKE A CATALOG OF LOOSE SHEETS OF PAPER WITH ITEMS YOU CAN BUY ON BOTH SIDES.  MIKE IS DRAWN TO IT LIKE A MOTH TO A FLAME.  I EVEN BURIED THE LAST ENVELOPE FROM THEM IN THE RECYCLE BEN, ONLY TO SEE HIM WALK INTO THE HOUSE WITH IT IN HIS HAND. HOW DID HE EVEN KNOW TO LOOK THERE? THEN HE WILL ORDER STUFF FROM THEM THAT DOES NOT FIT OR WORK AND IT WILL COST MORE TO SEND IT BACK THEN TO KEEP IT.  FRUSTRATION!!!  I GUESS I SHOULD STOP COMPLAINING-SO FAR WITH GOD'S HELP I AM ABLE TO DEAL WITH ALL THE THINGS COMING MY WAY. IT ALSO HELPS TO VENT, SO THANKS FOR LISTENING!!  TILL LATER-JUST ME