So, what have I been doing lately besides the contesting and being a mom and wife?
Helping decipher
ALGEBRA...
DH wasn't the best at math before the TBI, and now he's
that dreaded Demon.
The incredibly funny thing about all this is...he's great at writing papers.
He has
Screamed and Cried over this.
The one thing that really hurts me is when he gets so frustrated over this that he calls himself
STUPID.
He wasn't stupid before his TBI, and he's not stupid now. But, the things that used to come easy to him are so hard now.
The funny thing is...he can do some math that I can't even do. I still have to write down addition to multiply and he can do it so easily.
I know he's smart, he's incredibly smart. And when he finally does pass Algebra, we will have quite the celebration. Right now, though, it's work work work.
Until 4AM.
Until time to leave the next morning...
Until he works so hard, I have to pull him away from it.
He will make it...
