understand that this falls on my husband for putting the box on the side porch, but it is a long litany of dumb things he has done lately since they put him on a new med and changed several of his other meds after the stent. After I finally convinced the doctor to change the med that was making him shriek and shout all the time like a two-year-old having a meltdown, he was acting more like himself. He felt familiar again.

Now he is doing such stupid things as forgetting to turn the water off and walking away, putting things that don't go in the refrigerator in the refrigerator, or leaving the door open and walking away, even taking what he was cooking out of a pan and leaving the empty pan on the burner that was still on. I am in a constant state of adrenal and cortisol overload. I even discovered that instead of filing everything after paying bills the other day, he put everything in the trash, along with a cashier's check for the down payment of his new shop building. That was enough to allow someone to steal his identity as well as put a big dent in our bank account if someone cashed the check. I am glad I found it when gathering trash.

I am just in a state of high levels of cortisol and adrenaline being dumped into my system all the time lately. I can't sleep, my digestive system is crashing and burning, and there are no answers. The doctors just say, " Well, he has to be on the meds for life. They won't even consider testing him for dementia because he can carry on intelligent conversations with them when he is there.

I was hoping that our daughter wouldn't find out what happened right now because they just started her on a new seizure medication, and it has her in a state of emotional fragility. She is almost like a pregnant or postpartum woman. Everything is just MORE right now. What does he do? Calls her to try to take care of reporting it for him because he doesn't have time to deal with it. Not me. HER. Shesh! When she called me so upset, I was just crushed for her. He is almost impossible to shop for, and she did so well this year. He was pleased with it, and she was tickled. He had shown up at her house just after it was delivered, so she just let him open the box instead of waiting to wrap it or waiting for Father's Day, because he didn't know if he was going back to the other house before then or not. It was still in the FedEx box it came in. Who in their right mind puts presents on the porch and just leaves?

I have no idea where to turn from here, and I am not asking for you to solve the problem. I just needed to whine for a minute. Thanks for being here to whine at, even though you don't have to read my whin posts it helps to at least say it. Sorry, I'll try not to make a habit of it.