Hi. I did have the weekend off but it wasn't easy to actually enjoy it. All the time wondering how she was feeling, what she might be doing, yes, it's certainly a bumpy ride.
I spent this morning visiting the four suitable care homes on our side of the borough. Two of them don't take anyone under sixtyfive. If nothing else it made the choice easier
. Not to worry, there are several more over the bridge in the other half of the borough. Though, after all the trips I've been making just of late, a short trip over the bridge should be a doddle
.
I'm trying to keep it together, go to the shops for nothing in particular, buy flowers for the vases in the front window, fighting a losing battle keeping the place tidy, same goes for the garden. I know I must try harder but all the time I just keep telling myself, I'll do it tomorrow, always tomorrow. I recently had a big tidying session, had numerous trips to the local tip, yet looking around I can't tell. It's now five minutes past six. The cupboards are full yet I'm just not hungry. It'll get better won't it, it will, won't it?
Al.
. ps. I've got an appointment at the Drs on Friday afternoon. I think it's time to be honest. Trying to pretend everything is ok and don't worry I'll be fine. The only person I'm kidding is me. Al.