Years ago, if I misbehaved, missed a curfew, or brought home a less than ideal report card, privileges would be taken away. If I was really naughty (so hard to imagine!) I would be grounded. No TV, no friends on the weekend, nothing. Nada. However, the worst punishment by far was when my phone privileges were taken away.
When I was first diagnosed my priorities were crystal clear and I did not sweat the small stuff. Bit by bit, however, the minutia has crept back and now I once again get fully agitated when other drivers don't signal or I'm on hold with the cable company. On one hand, this indicates a return to normalcy, and that's a good thing. On the other hand, I don't want to lose perspective on what's really important.