As I said in previous posts, I was advised not to work due to the environment I work in. It's starting to get to me now. I felt ok whilst Gail was off work even when it was due to her being unwell (flu). She went back to work on Monday and I have felt worse as each day passes, I don't know how I'll manage this for six months. I have never been off work in 37 years. I have been doing all the wee jobs that need done, worked in the garden, baked etc etc, but I feel myself getting more and more down. I had it all planed work away with all my wee task relax a bit but I'm bored. And lonely, give my mum a call call the kids and everyone is good. But it's no substitute to work. Working is all I've known, and it's not fair on Gail either as I'm grumpy or Alf Garnet as she says.
Billy
