Toni's slept all day and yesterday was the same. This happened last week too. His pain has been managed and now he has bad nausea but otherwise he feels okay. He worries about how much he is sleeping and of course so do I. It makes life very lonely and last week I started to feel quite depressed. I am quite self aware so pulled myself out of it but it's a thin line between getting along and coping and sinking into depression.
My daughter has offered us the spare room in her house. It would mean moving 120 miles away but we'd be close to Toni's family as well as my other 2 daughters so I wouldn't be so isolated.
On the other hand he has a very good package of care here and I would want to make sure he got the same if we moved. He's keen on the idea of moving and it wouldn't be a major upheaval as we'd leave most of our stuff here and my daughter's partner would move anything we wanted shifting. We did plan on selling up and moving anyway this year before the big C stuck it's oar into our lives.
So I have a lot to think about and I just don't know what to do for the best. We could always trial it I suppose before we made a final decision.
