I am very aware I haven’t posted here for some time. I have been busy on Facebook and some dating sites, one in particular. To date, I have been out with three guys and despite an age difference, they liked me and I liked them, and I followed the well trodden path of one thing leads to another …
I cannot explain why I have always felt comfortable with those younger than myself, maybe a refusal to grow…
I saw the doctor on Tuesday and got home emotionally exhausted.
I had been out on Saturday in the West End and had a successful shop (see previous blog). However, I was extremely aggressive while I was out and I scared myself with my attitude. After I saw the doctor and had my prescription extended I began to feel calmer. Today I ventured out again on a long haul shop. I kept saying to myself that I needed to calm…
… I really haven’t had much that I wanted to say, and what I thought of posting was so downbeat I thought better of it. There is enough doom, gloom and misery in the world without old uncle Tim bunging fuel onto an already raging inferno.
So, dear reader, you must be thinking, is he going to be cheerful? The answer is “Yes”. Although at the moment I seem to miss Laing every waking hour, every sleepless minute…
Laing used to send an e-card to everybody he knew and who was modern enough to have an e-mail address. Yes, I know it is hard to believe there are some people out there who don’t. He also made a donation to charity. I have done the same and today I made a donation to Macmillan.
I have kept his tradition going, and I have sent my first e-Xmas-card to friends and family, both old and new. It is quite wonderful…
OK all. Update time.
This morning I went to the surgery. Burst into tears at reception. Burst into tears with the doctor. You'll never guess, I am signed off with depression. The doctor asked if I minded that going on the sick note. It's the truth. I'm not ashamed of it. Of course now the tears have been released and the doctor has said I am depressed and need to up my medication I feel better. Not cured better, but…
