I do I can't sleep AGAIN. I just can't shake this sense of foreboding I hate this upcoming holiday especially when I know hubby is under the weather. I'm glad I didn't cancel any of the carers calls, I'd probably worry myself frantic if I was on my own.
About a week after my hubby came home from hospital, he looked so ill, bemused, that I thought he wouldn't make it until Christmas. I was asking who I'd call when everywhere is shut. Things looked that bad.
He's since recovered well, so I'm now up all night! We've just had a hot pie each, and he's sitting there like most people would during daylight hours!
If you're not used to being alone, I would understand 'frantic'. Since we've always been 'out of sight, out of mind', I know that unless he's in hospital, I will be alone with him, here at home, when 'that' time comes. I won't be spared it. Nobody cares what happens to us. Now that I know that, it helps me to cope. Makes me stronger. I have to be, or else I'd fall apart.
Huge cyber hug comin' your way, right now.