Firstly I must apologise to Northumbrian for diverting his thread to talk about my own experience.
With hindsight, I should have started a new thread of my own then but was not thinking straight.
OH has now been settled into his 'just up the street' lovely care home for 2.5 weeks. I visited daily for the first 10 days and then went on a weeks holiday with the rest of the family. Unfortunately he had a 'blow-up' during the last visit when he was really nasty to me and our daughter, accusing us of selfishly abandoning him to go 'gallivanting'.
We have had a lovely relaxing week away, which I have spent 'living in the moment', enjoying time with the 3 Grandchildren, keeping busy, so I slept like a log, not allowing any deep thoughts to intrude. Home yesterday, to an empty house. I am almost 73 and have never lived alone, having married at 19 and moved straight from my parent's to our first home as a married couple. It feels very strange. The man from a couple we have been friends with for years, came to the door this am to report a minor problem in the garden while we were away. I said 'come in' as usual but he said 'better not' and insisted on remaining on the doorstep. A sharp lesson on my new 'status'.
Getting ready now to visit OH. I have no idea what kind of reception I will get from him. We phoned the home while we were away and they reported that everything was fine, as did the various friends who have visited OH in our absence. They all reported that he did not ask after me at all.
With hindsight, I should have started a new thread of my own then but was not thinking straight.
OH has now been settled into his 'just up the street' lovely care home for 2.5 weeks. I visited daily for the first 10 days and then went on a weeks holiday with the rest of the family. Unfortunately he had a 'blow-up' during the last visit when he was really nasty to me and our daughter, accusing us of selfishly abandoning him to go 'gallivanting'.
We have had a lovely relaxing week away, which I have spent 'living in the moment', enjoying time with the 3 Grandchildren, keeping busy, so I slept like a log, not allowing any deep thoughts to intrude. Home yesterday, to an empty house. I am almost 73 and have never lived alone, having married at 19 and moved straight from my parent's to our first home as a married couple. It feels very strange. The man from a couple we have been friends with for years, came to the door this am to report a minor problem in the garden while we were away. I said 'come in' as usual but he said 'better not' and insisted on remaining on the doorstep. A sharp lesson on my new 'status'.
Getting ready now to visit OH. I have no idea what kind of reception I will get from him. We phoned the home while we were away and they reported that everything was fine, as did the various friends who have visited OH in our absence. They all reported that he did not ask after me at all.