One of the things that people with Parkinson’s Disease lose is the ability to remember what they were thinking when someone interrupts them. Even before he had Parkinson’s, Peter didn’t like to be interrupted, particularly when he was grading exams. I recall a sign on his office door that said something like “Please don’t interrupt me unless the building is burning down.”
Although I have been an almost perfect wife all these years, I have failed at not interrupting. When I have something “important” to say, I tend to interrupt him even though I know it annoys him. You see, in this pandemic, there are not a lot of people around to listen to me. And when I ask Peter, “Are you interruptible?” I have already done so.
Peter thinks before he speaks, and self-censors, whereas I speak and sometimes regret it.
Knowing when to keep quiet is not one of my greatest strengths.
I’m working on it.