I’ve been lurking, Sparkin’ a bit by leaving comments and trying to keep my head above water.
Hubby is doing soooooo much better … after 2 months of struggling. We have a way to go until we’re done.
Meds are already in the process of being tapered. Yesterday was rough with pacing, wiggly, smacky, red faced and … emotionally delicate. Each step down on meds … we go through this for several days. Next med cut is in 2 weeks.
Hubby knows that our beloved doc is retiring in November. After 10 years of working with him and keeping Hubby home for his care and feeding during traumatic brain injury manic episodes/psychotic breaks … I will need to hunt down an ol’ soul doc that will work with us. This won’t be easy.
My dearest bestest friend of 35 years suddenly passed away on Hubby’s birthday … April 20th from an unknown brain aneurysm. She had a massive headache for two days with a low-grade fever. We spoke Monday night at 9:20, she went to bed and never woke up. Her mother found her at the end of Tuesday after everyone called and texted Sharon alllllll day.
I don’t do funerals. Hubby needed me. I’m 18 hours away. No one was staying the weekend of Sharon’s memorial in Texas to include her son. So … I stayed put and held quilts that she and I were involved with together. Sharon is the one who taught me to quilt.
I have been … lonely.
I have been … sad, angry, overwhelmed, teary, stomping around.
I feel like I have lost the bond with my daughter … still a stand off from November.
I have lost my Hubby … for the time being or ???
I have lost my bestest, bestest Sister Friend.
Emotional eating was in check until … it wasn’t. This whole week has been a blur.
Walking on my treadmill was going great until … it wasn’t. I haven’t walked in 3 weeks.
I’m putting one foot in front of the other.
Change your mind … and the rest WILL follow.