Unfortunately, I'm talking about me!!
Last week I felt ready to explode at the slightest thing - it's not helpful at all but sometimes it's so hard carrying on with "everyday" life when all you can think about is dementia and were we're up to and how are we going to get mum to the brain scan and what is she doing now and is dad coping okay. It becomes an obsession in a weird sort of way.
Had to walk out of work on Friday because I was at exploding point - it's hard to listen to someone whine for twenty minutes about someone using their pen when you have real problems going on.
I've never been the most placid person but I'm usually very tolerant - does it get better or am I just a bad tempered witch?
Last week I felt ready to explode at the slightest thing - it's not helpful at all but sometimes it's so hard carrying on with "everyday" life when all you can think about is dementia and were we're up to and how are we going to get mum to the brain scan and what is she doing now and is dad coping okay. It becomes an obsession in a weird sort of way.
Had to walk out of work on Friday because I was at exploding point - it's hard to listen to someone whine for twenty minutes about someone using their pen when you have real problems going on.
I've never been the most placid person but I'm usually very tolerant - does it get better or am I just a bad tempered witch?