Thank you everyone. just tackling scrubbing the floor where the bed etc used to be. feel very very down today.
Is it me, lots of offers of help from family but with all they have going on I feel I cant ask but if they just turned up it would be fine. But when I think back it was like that all the time ron was ill and as they never just turned up I never felt that I could ask. is it just me, have I got so used to going it alone however I was feeling that its just a way of life?
It's just so difficult to know what to do isn't it. I guess the transition from being the strong one to the one who just needs a word or two to make them feel better doesn't come easily.
At least my floor has come up a treat.
Thank you everyone. just tackling scrubbing the floor where the bed etc used to be. feel very very down today.
Is it me, lots of offers of help from family but with all they have going on I feel I cant ask but if they just turned up it would be fine. But when I think back it was like that all the time ron was ill and as they never just turned up I never felt that I could ask. is it just me, have I got so used to going it alone however I was feeling that its just a way of life?
This period between bereavement and the funeral is both an unreal time, and a surreal one. There's the realisation that This Is It now, combined with a feeling that perhaps it isn't, and it's bewildering, and, for me, it was frightening. I just wanted to wrap myself in a safe bubble, but at the same time, I needed love and support.
There's no Richter Scale that demands that you should feel better by Day 3, or Day 8 or anything, and though those of us who have been in your position have a very good idea of how you are feeling, nobody else experiences your emotions, and it is so personal.
It's good that you have completed jobs today, and like everyone else, I could do with my floor having a clean too.
I am thinking to myself, did any of this happen? Did I look after him for all that time, mostly singlehanded, keep him safe and stable and be with him when he died? Did he die or was it all a figment of my imagination? As you say, a very surreal time.