So sick and tired of this

Jay always did a big dinner on a Sunday and at this time of the year he would be getting ready to make his homemade soup. We had one of those big catering pots and he would fill it with broth mix leeks and carrots and put a full chicken in. He'd boil up the chicken and once ready would take it out and then break it all up into pieces and put some back into the soup and we would have the rest for dinner. The soup was a dinner itself and so thick you could dance on it. He used to freeze some of it in tupperware dishes and meant we could get a couple of nights out of it during the winter months now a tin of soup is as far as it gets for me. 

I agree with that Ghostlove. I'm good at the `zoning out` bit just now. 

xx

Did my usual Saturday night MrsVT. Usually a takeaway (Subway has become a favourite that or McDonalds) had my couple of wee refreshments usually a couple of gins or glasses of wine and chocolate of some sort and watched random TV or movies. 

These `F` days are so prominent now Kate. I get them too and sometimes they go into weeks. I just go with them now and they finally leave. 

Sounds delicious and wholesome stuff too. 

I’ve noticed it before, and say it again, your Jay and my Valen sound so alike! 
Valen was such an amazing cook (thank you Valen’s mum), and he loved to create and concoct a meal. 
He loved making soups. Either in a huge pot with a blender or in the soup maker. 

The morning we left for the overnight stay before his first chemo, when he was ripped from me, we were cutting and dicing veg for the soup we would put on when we returned.  
Always thinking ahead our Valen! 
So the soup maker is still in its spot as I can’t bear to put it in the cupboard.

And I had to smile in recognition when you said you apologised to his picture. 
Every time I’ve repurposed,  redistributed, charity shopped anything of his I apologise to his casket!

Well after a wait for ambulance arranged by 111, lovely call handler, the paramedics arrived.  
A nice young girl and a real charmer of an older guy who both got mum laughing and at ease, got mum to hospital. The guy lifted mum up over her doorstep and onto the trolley prompting comparisons to Dirty Dancing! 
Long wait in Majors unit, but we had a prime view down the corridor of the comings and goings. Brilliant doctor who again had mum laughing (and crying in pain when he moved her leg about). 
X-ray confirmed a fracture in her pelvis. So long painful recovery in front of her, but it will get better and she feels better for knowing what’s wrong. 

Had a big wobble in the ambulance, another at A&E. Male paramedic gave me a hug and after a brief chat took me aside and sat with me on the pretext of getting more details about mum. He was bloody brilliant, so kind. 
Had another little wobble when the doc came and mum made a comment about “If my son in law Valen was here he would have been all over that”, just made me cry.

So for me it has been a hard, demanding, exhausting day. 
Mum is going to be ok which is such a relief.

Just demolished a whole packet of TUC biscuits, 2 Lidls mars bar rip offs and a glass of whisky liqueur. 

What a day you've had sounds exhausting. Glad your mum's been seen to and on the road to recovery.

Hope you manage some sleep tonight.

I am so pleased your mum has been thoroughly checked out, and her mind has been put at rest. Hopefully, you have been able to catch up on some much needed sleep, I like TUC biscuits, too. 

I am glad you have got your mum sorted.

Sounds like you got some very nice staff, take care with your wobbles. 

Take care