Today sucked but there was a win

So, I woke up to feeling myself get a cramp in my neck! WTF. I go downstairs in my pj's to find out what the plan for the day is - usually a negotiation between wants and necessity. I get dressed and he gets dressed and we have breakfast at First Watch. Driving is painful and I'm terrified that I'm going to get in an accident. We eat and then go to Publix to get milk, and nose spray (he can never have enough) and some snacks I want for myself because we only have cookies. 

We go to the house out away our things and I ask him to start going through the rest of the the things we started yesterday. He flips the fuck out and says that he doesn't remember going through these that the pile of sell/give away is full of items he wants to keep. I say we went through them already and the boxes in the other room are the ones he is bringing back to my home. He says he doesn't remember doing this and that I'm throwing away his life and all of the things he likes. It gets more intense with stamping of feet and yelling at me and I lost it and screamed back 😭. I apologize and let him know I'm in a lot of pain and he's yelling at me but I shouldn't have lost my cool. He says he forgives me and we move on. He starts going through things and unfortunately back through things. 

My mother comes over and sets up a massage for me to help my neck. In the meantime I keep reminding him of where the keep and take to my house pile is and the sell/donate pile is. My mom picks me up. I have ordered us lunch. I leave before it is delivered. My dad then calls me as I m lying on the massage bed asking me if I purchased him lunch 🤦🏽‍♀️. I said yes and please put my salad in the fridge (he did not). I let him know I'll be back by 2pm. Thank God I put my phone on airplane mode. He called three more times and texted. When I was done I called him back and his line was busy... Do cellphones still have busy signals?! Anyways, I get ahold of him when I'm 5 minutes from the house. He doesn't remember calling me or texting. 

My mom brings me over a pain patch to help. I put them on and he keeps going through the things we went through already. He starts getting belligerent and overwhelmed. I ask for help from friends asking for simplicity on ideas on making this whole process easier for him and me. I called his Antique store to find out if we could get more space and the owner is coming over Friday morning to tell us what would make us money to sell. I'm hoping that this visit will make things easier for him to donate more things and not put it in storage. He feels that a 10x25 unit (256 SQ feet) is not enough. It's freaking expensive. 

I asked him what I could go through while he went through other things to help speed up the process and he couldn't think of anything because he needs to touch everything. I'm feeling very defeated. I wanted to come down by mystand go through things because I knew he couldn't let anything go. However I'm his blanket and he is Linus from Peanuts and I can't do anything ever alone. 

Oh and he lit incense with the stove top burner and forgot to turn it off while I was in the bathroom.  Seriously, pray for us. 

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