I went to my support group meeting tonight. When I start feeling sorry for myself, I think about the people in my group who are much worse off than I am.
There's the 55 year old woman, divorced, no children, no siblings and her parents divorced 30 years ago. Her mother developed dementia and on top of all this, my friend has MS.
There's the 85 year old man, who just celebrated his 62nd wedding anniversary with his wife in long term care.
And there's my particular friend, who is 86 years old, frail but a lovely woman, whose daughter has Alzheimer's. She previously had a son die at the age of 39. To my mind, she's the worst off. I can't begin to conceive watching my child die of Alzheimer's.
I'm healthy, have a good relationship with my sister, a wonderful supportive husband. Things could be so much worse.
Joanne
There's the 55 year old woman, divorced, no children, no siblings and her parents divorced 30 years ago. Her mother developed dementia and on top of all this, my friend has MS.
There's the 85 year old man, who just celebrated his 62nd wedding anniversary with his wife in long term care.
And there's my particular friend, who is 86 years old, frail but a lovely woman, whose daughter has Alzheimer's. She previously had a son die at the age of 39. To my mind, she's the worst off. I can't begin to conceive watching my child die of Alzheimer's.
I'm healthy, have a good relationship with my sister, a wonderful supportive husband. Things could be so much worse.
Joanne