As I look Beyond the ripples of my reflections To examine my inner self; The ripples begin to fade . . . As the reflection lays beside me Grasping my hand, The inner warmth shields me And the vision of my reflection appears I see you. My Friend.
Well Day 8 is here.
Day 8 and I'm up early but feel fine.
Yesterday was a mixed day as I thought that when we got up I was fine but the sickness wont go.
I did get out into the garden with the dog again albeit very shakily.
I was able to show Ray how to use the dryer for the washing, as we keep that in the shed, I hadn't realized he didn't know how to use that, it made me realize that I have done all the women jobs when really I should have shown him these things, but then he said "but I haven't shown you how to use a screwdriver and put a bed together.
Its so right I have always seen a division between men's jobs and women's.
After Ray put all the washing away in the wardrobes I did manage to cook the dinner of Roast beef and Jacket potatoes gravy and broccoli so that was a help for him.
I also opened the black grape drink and that went down well.
He had to wash up as I had sapped my energy levels by then.
Our darling son phoned in the early evening and I feel he is feeling all this very badly as he realizes that I'm not well enough at the moment to visit and he also has a cold so I have had to say don't visit us.
Its all very cruel to have to turn you friends and family away because they might bring germs but I will make it up to him in the new Year when I'm ok again.
I want him to go on and enjoy his life and I cant get through how much I love him and I'm so sorry for anything that I have done wrong in our lifetime together.
Having lost our daughter at the age of 16 (read Christine's story on www.rayandmave.co.uk) I became a very possessive mother to my 2 sons.
I disliked any relation they set up with women --I tried --really tried but I was like a Peggy Mitchell from Eastenders.
Oh how I have learned a lesson but all is ok now and I have great Daughter in law's (well Nicky I think of you as that)
Well I will try and get back and have another couple of hours sleep and see what today brings.
Ps I have now got up and its 5.30 and thought I would try a coffee-- went to the cupboard for a mug and low and behold a I cup packet of chocolate horlicks had fallen into a mug.
I have made that and realized that is the answer --so Ray will have to go shopping today for packets of hot chocolate and all the lovely flavours they do.
I really fancy now a stew and dumplings --is this natural all this fancying of weird foods and weird times.
It can all be such an effort at times just doing the every day things, don't try to do to much, listen to your body, it will let you know when you have had enough my sweet. Perfectly normal for strange craving at odd times, hey have what you fancy when you fancy it, why not. Take care..love carol x
locovan, I just read your daughter's story, I am speechless. To lose a child is bad enough but to know that it was a senseless and stupid act that brought her short life to an end must have been bordering unbearable. Can totally understand why you turned into "Ma Mitchell".
My last cycle of oral chemo and my whole family had colds, thankfully I didn't catch it but I have had to turn my sister and niece away and my parents have turned me away while they had colds.
Oh Stew and Dumplings......I am definately making that next week now.
