I’ve not seen a deer closer than about 200 yards, iirc. I’d love to see one up close, Sweetpeasue. I’ve been to Tarn Hows, a long time ago. Walking up to it is a bit of a trek - but so rewarding. Have DH’s problems settled at all?
Ah, I am glad too, that you will be refunded, Ellie Anne. Do you feel a bit better after it?
Do you actually go to sleep with Jaffa on your bed, HVDY?
Ah, Candy, wherever I go, anywhere, ever……home is best, and I dont tolerate long stays. I like 6 days, not a week. When I actually got abroad - Ex was very good on that one - I wanted to go home for 9 days. And so it goes!
Home is where all our bits and bobs are, the things we could list quickly - you can never make away everything you want for this or that hobby, the right food that you can make “yours” at home.
As regards, diazepam, I see matters as you do. It’s having the supply to hand that reassures, one doesn’t necessarily need to take 2 or 4mg. But for that - emergency ,it is superb. Although I am addicted to a steadily reducing number of mg, I still have an allowed “emergency”stash.
No need to suffer when thats what they are for?
Another “Separate roomer”…
Scaredycat I didnt say at the time, but I had Ian online friend whose similar eye problem was cancer. -I was holding my breath. (She’s OK, btw, and excellent surgery means you’d never have known). What a lovely job DD did. Challenging, but so rewarding too. I have one “Get up and wee, take tablets, break around 6 ish, sometimes hot milk, so get another sleep after that.
Ah, Doodle - you are always spot on as regards emotional insights - well, OK, I admit, it’s because I see things the same way.
Thinking about buying things is the first step. I imagine you didnt think of it when DH did. The actual buying or taking that holiday comes next, but it’s not predictable! X
nadateturbe- could you cope with a cat? Housebound a lot, would it be something you would consider? I find the ideas a bit too much responsibility, but we are all different. I hope the cuppa idea works…erm…chamomile?
swampy. That was the approach my first DH took with me: it was also what my sisters husband tired to do with her:: its what my CPN tried at first to two with me. And unless it works for you, it is the worst thing.
Hers is my story to help: Long ago, when I was first very ill, suicidal (I did have one comptely serious attempt) my wonderful GP said to me
“I cannot take away your pain, but I can walk with you”
I recommend, it this seems right to you, asking the same of those around you.
Yes I have been very, very busy. Getting wound up for the psychiatrist took a lot of “coming down” and there was - long story short - some stone walling - no, it was shunning - of me by the lead trainer at the gym, although we know each other well and liked each other.
The fact she helped Ex so much before I met him, and I suspect, has been in touch with her subsequently,
meant I went to the manager and got total backing, as she knows all, basically (we met at the gym).
Ex tried re joining and did so in such a manner that the manager refused and turned him away, and this clearly got back to the trainer. Ex manipulating again as p’eed off. = but too bad, I had most people there on my side indeed most sympathetic.
So the manager had a word with the trainer, and I got a slightly pissed off WhatsApp, but relied in such as way as she was left in no doubt as to what Ex actually got up to, so we are meeting for what is billed a workout session (so its free as I rejoined) - I know it will be OK.
But today the gardeners came for 4 hours, repaired the garage, hedge, cleared brambles, tactical weeding to sculpture the whole garden - we all worked on it together.
I did 5 hours gardening, then had a sleep, and after that got to feeling more settled in my mind, not that it stopped, but a sense of of”things falling into place - both grieving a great deal, but viewing my reactions with compassion - time to contact Ex to see if he takes the offer of a coffee up providing it is a no blame” meeting.
And been playful with the croc I found, by making her seem scary...featured 🤣
I think the only time I really really relax is a quiet afternoon at the gym, the sun coming in through the big windows, working on my yoga using calming techniques .
So tomorrow I have promised myslef to get down to all the sewing I’ve accumulated, a ten minute swim and long pamper at the gym.
Just have to try and ward off any more “doing” except I shall have to water the garden everyday to keep up......