Having a 'good' week
Last Saturday, I lost a small, brown stud earring (Tiger Eye), which was a present from my husband over 30 years ago - it was found in a public place about 20 miles from where I live (the 'butterfly' turned up in the car) and returned to me today!
When I was chopping up cards for our daughter's wedding, I sliced into my thumb with the guillotine - but not enough to need stitches!
Yesterday, in a hurry to get back home and in an attempt not to inconvenience someone else (long story!), I had a nasty accident which left me battered and bruised - but not enough to stop me getting back and looking after my husband.
They say 'all good things come in three' ......
What's all this got to do with TP?
Well, earlier this week I read Brucie's comment about the crushing responsbility of looking after a spouse with AD. - If I hadn't rushed, if my stupid pride (I don't need any help!) hadn't got in the way, and if I had stopped and thought about my responsibilities - my accident wouldn't have happened.
I am not after any sympathy, my cuts, bruises, bumps and aches are well deserved and will be a reminder to act responsibly and with more care.
I am hoping for a better night's sleep tonight, as last night I kept waking up and thinking of what would have happened (to my husband) if the outcome had been just a little bit less benign.
I am hoping for a few uneventful days.
Carmen
PS: Hubby is unaware of it all (which is probably why I needed to share it here).