This morning my husband and I drove over to the body shop to pick up his truck now that the repairs are finally done. I had no idea of where it was (glad he did!) and this morning while we were sitting at the kitchen table, I started feeling anxious because I didn’t know exactly where we were going, how we were going to get there, etc. I had my husband tell me in detail where the body shop was located and the route we were going to take to get there. This was partly so I could get myself back and then onto work. Partly because I just needed to know. This part of myself (needing very detailed directions to get somewhere-especially the first time) is something that has always been there and had gotten worse/greater when my symptoms got bad last year. But some good has come out of it. For years I just figured I was a complete neurotic about needing detailed, written directions for going someplace, even if it was local. I couldn’t understand why I would get so upset without them…now I do. You can give my husband directions like ‘go west on this road for about a mile or so, turn north here and it’s behind that old shop that sells whatever’ and he’s got it processed into that map he carries in his brain. Me…with directions like that, I’d get in the car, turn on the ignition and have no idea where I was going. There have been times where I’ve been so frustrated that I’ve been in tears trying to explain to my husband that directions that are crystal clear to him are absolute Greek to me. Now as we’ve been going through this journey together we’ve each learned things. I’ve learned that whenever something new comes up in my life (expected or unexpected) that if I don’t prepare myself for it (in this instance detailed driving instructions are my preparation) my stress level will almost invariably go up. I read an article written by someone with PTSD and in it he said something along the lines of ‘changes in your routine-big or small…anything that upsets the apple cart has the potential to raise your stress level’. It took me a while to understand that. My husband has learned that I’m not being difficult (especially with directions LOL) and that by he and I talking things out and me getting as much information as I can, I can better deal with most situations. A side benefit to all of this is that our communication with each other has definitely improved.