heureuse
01-15-2004, 08:31 PM
When I got the call that my husband was finally placed in a halfway house, I was told I could bring him clothes and toiletries/necessities.
I was so delighted to finally be able, after four years, to give him something nice. I wanted to give him all the things he had been deprived of: colors, scents, sensations.
I went to the pharmacy and spent $ 124 on "stuff". Much of it was necessary - toothbrush, toothpaste, floss, razors, etc. etc.
I also bought him 5 kinds of shampoo ...little sample bottles of Aveda. All wonderful scents. I wanted him to have a different one each day to enjoy.
The first day he told me how much he liked the scent of the one he had tried, and then the next day, when I asked, "which one did you try today?" I was disappointed to learn he had used the first one, again. Next day, the same one, once again.
I became a little frustrated, eager for him to experience all he had been deprived of..."why don't you try the others?" I asked (CLUELESS!)
He could not figure why he was so stuck on one and I could not figure out why he would not try them all. He became indignant, I became frustrated and hurt. Then it hit us. Too many choices too fast. Too much anxiety. Him "halfway" home but not really home.
We laughed, took a deep breath, and he promised to try a new shampoo then and there. He opened a second bottle, and now is stuck on that one. I don't ask about anything ... I just wait for him to feel comfortable and ask for things in his own time.
It's wonderful watching him blossom, slowly, tentatively.
I was so delighted to finally be able, after four years, to give him something nice. I wanted to give him all the things he had been deprived of: colors, scents, sensations.
I went to the pharmacy and spent $ 124 on "stuff". Much of it was necessary - toothbrush, toothpaste, floss, razors, etc. etc.
I also bought him 5 kinds of shampoo ...little sample bottles of Aveda. All wonderful scents. I wanted him to have a different one each day to enjoy.
The first day he told me how much he liked the scent of the one he had tried, and then the next day, when I asked, "which one did you try today?" I was disappointed to learn he had used the first one, again. Next day, the same one, once again.
I became a little frustrated, eager for him to experience all he had been deprived of..."why don't you try the others?" I asked (CLUELESS!)
He could not figure why he was so stuck on one and I could not figure out why he would not try them all. He became indignant, I became frustrated and hurt. Then it hit us. Too many choices too fast. Too much anxiety. Him "halfway" home but not really home.
We laughed, took a deep breath, and he promised to try a new shampoo then and there. He opened a second bottle, and now is stuck on that one. I don't ask about anything ... I just wait for him to feel comfortable and ask for things in his own time.
It's wonderful watching him blossom, slowly, tentatively.