Sometimes it is a little hard

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This is an image I have shared before, of hubby, two days after he had a stroke. He went back to work within a week. He was back to driving within a month. Did physical therapy, until released. Had a heart catheterization, and then an ICD pace maker. He looks good now. With my encouragement, he is bowling, to get stronger in his right side again. He says "I am off. I am off in my mind and also in my bowling" Sometimes it is a little hard. He bowls better than I ever have, but nowhere as good as he used to. This week, hubby needed to change a headlight on the Impala. He could not figure out how to get into the area he needed. I found the process for him on You tube. He finally could do it. It is a little hard to have to look things up because you could not figure it out. We also needed new lights on our license tag on the car. Again, we turned to You Tube to figure it out. He got to the lights and wires but could not pull it from the socket. We went to an automotive place a half hour away, and bought the bulbs and the sales person put them in. Hubby said he learned it was not his "know how" but just his strength that is poor. His right hand is still too weak. Some times it is a little hard. We stopped at the lumberyard/improvement center in that town. He looked at some animal traps, as this is also like a sporting goods store, like Cabelas or Bass Pro. He could not work the springs to set the trap. His hand is too weak. It is hard to accept that he cannot do things he used to do with ease. I think he will still get stronger, it has only been a little over a half year. He was pulled over on Wednesday because someone said he was weaving when he drove. He said the policeman accepted that he was just tired. It had been a ten hour work day and he was almost home. That is just hard.