Today I went back to work for the first time since hubby was diagnosed, everyone was lovely which was nice but unfortunately someone passed away as I went on shift (I-work for the NHS) which was a bit of a shock but I had to get on with my shift.
Had to ring hubby to remind him to eat, which he hadn’t and that he had an appointment at the solicitors to sort things out for the future.
It was nice to come home I think we needed that little break away from each other as he hasn’t had a very good few days and it has caused friction. I know it’s to be expected he’s worried about me when he’s not here and I’m worried about him constantly. The eating is still a problem but he did manage some mash and beans, it’s when he has to chew that he starts to feel sick so anything is better then nothing.
So here we are watching TV with our feet up in the middle of the afternoon and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
xx
