David asked an astonishing question yesterday.
"Why won't you let me drive?" It was asked in sadness not anger and it startled me!
I had not put myself in charge....I did not feel myself to be in charge and yet clearly in David's mind I was.
I assured him that as the doctor had said he could drive then it must be OK!
He was not reassured by this I could tell.
He has had a major shock. Having never been ill before needing a pace maker has knocked his confidence severely.
When I asked him where he wanted to go there were two places....into the village to get some cash from the machine.....he has now run out.....a bad feeling for someone like him.
The second was he wanted a haircut! His thick mane of curly white hair is well beyond control! I love it! He doesn't.
My offer to cut it for him was not even considered. It means a trip into Truro....
There is now no reason why he can't drive himself apart from the severe shock to his self image.....I have offered to go in with him.
This morning he's testing the water by going solo into the village. He's been gone for some time and I am just realising that he's not the only one with his confidence shaken.... I'm biting my finger nails here !
Deep breaths. I am not sure I will wait before I go looking for him.......
We are in uncharted territory here....one step at a time Lord, one step!