The last few weeks we have been dealing with a family members medical problem. Because of our close location we suggested they move in with us during the procedure. Subconsciously I was asking questions, what time and day is this going to happen? when is it all done? All the questions had to do with when was there going to be possibility for me to dress. My wife told me she got a little blast from the past seeing at about the third day in I was getting nervous and fatigued and out of focus. Reminding her of the part of the past she hated when I wasn't able to dress. Thank goodness everything worked out ok and they went home late last week. My wife did give me credit that I do have my priorities in the right place sparing my time and privacy to help the family but even she admitted about me asking questions that did relate to dressing time. In that two week period I didn't get not even one opportunity to dress and it was amazing how my mind keeped working overtime thinking and thinking how I could get a few minutes. Our brain is a strange animal and we are, are own enemy. I believe I'm exhausted today because of all the mind work I was doing.