Just got back from the neuro-psych appointment with mum. She now has been diagnosed with Parkinsons as well as early onset Alzheimers (she's 58).
Thank goodness I have children, because right now, they are all that is keeping me going. The only reason I haven't given up all hope on life. The only reason that I know I need to get through these next 13 years, is to get my children through school. I'm thankful that I have a reason to get through at least the next decade, and hopefully wisdom and life experience will give me further reason to carry on after that.
What a kick in the teeth for her. I now feel guilty for thinking harsh thoughts about her, about thinking that's she's "just given up on life". But with a prognosis like hers, how the hell does one even bother to get out of bed in the morning?
Great day, just brilliant. I guess if you got this far, you should be thankful I held back on a million expletives that I really want to say right now.