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it's now been 3 and a half years since i lost my mum, i now have a wonderful support system from 2 very good friends, where although they didn't know me when i lost my mum, they try their hardest to understand me and see where i'm coming from in certain aspects of my life.
one thing that is really getting to me at the moment is that my mum's side of the family don't really make any effort with me anymore, and when they do, i always feel like theyre doing it out of pity. as much as their...
I started writing this posting and I lost it! Disappeared. Trick of my laptop? Gone into The Cloud?
After months of lack of sleep I'm now able to sleep better. When the pain from the pelvic fracture and RT was at its worst I couldn't get into bed or settle once there. I slept in a chair in the lounge for a while. Next, I could climb into bed but had to sleep on my back, supported all round by pillows. Now, at last, I can get into bed normally and sleep on my side, turning over as I wish...
Yes i am up early again the pain still wakes me up generally it is well under control but when i give a sharp cough or shudder then this is too much and breaks the barrier, I really dont know how i am ever going to over come this in the near future, but hopefully after they have done their work then it will remove the pain also ,if not then i am certain that we will be able to over come it I had no information from the medical people this is not really what i need at a time like this i need to be...
They say we shouldn't talk about it; the ultimate, final journey. I've had a down day when I tried to do too much and I'm tired out. Although I didn't write this poem today, it does express something of how I feel.
Death
was always someone else's problem.
Grandad, Grandma then my uncles
aunts and relatives less known
fell ill and stopped by the wayside
their time to go came round
like seasons with the sun.
They taught us not to call it
by its proper name but to use
instead their euphemisms...
