Sitting in garden at daughters cottage, hubby and I having a few days just relaxing and spending good quality time with her. Times are tough and sad and breaks my heart to see hubby withdrawn and so unlike his normal happy, cheeky chatty self. He is meant to be starting anti depressants but now doesn't want them, but he has accepted councelling and hope that will help him to find some peace within himself. Today and next…
I am sitting here in my sitting room, the television is on,(too hot outside), my husband is sitting in the chair next to me and I am just wondering how on earth can our lives change so much in one weekend in the middle of May. What we thought was a mini stroke that was affecting his speech has turned out to be a large brain tumour, some of which they have managed to remove but not all. We then had the histology results…
