Then he would haul the chair back over to the microwave to put the decanted soup in the oven and turn the timer on. He would stand on the chair, waiting for the soup to heat and take it out when it was done. Howard’s short term memory had continued to deteriorate as he became smaller; if he got out the container of iced tea from the refrigerator, he simply couldn’t remember to put it back. His mind would focus on the problem of getting something to drink and once the immediate problem had been resolved, it would go on to other things without considering side issues like putting things away. Anita spoke to him several times about his growing laziness, but her scolding didn’t affect him measurably. He wasn’t lazy, he simply couldn’t remember to finish the job. His worst problem was that he was becoming incredibly clumsy. His limbs were shrinking faster than he could adjust to the changes and his strength was diminishing every day.

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