well, daughter #1 has just had her tonsils and adnoids out, and is in recovery and doing well.
good thing her dad went with her, because I'm practically passing out, LOL! I used to be able handle blood and accidents no problem, but the last few years I've slowly been getting worse and worse. Probably because I'm thinking about my poor little babies. I feel so silly.
My medication is working, and its not the zombie med. this time. I'm back in the real world, not floating away on the edges, drowning in anxiety and sadness. I still have feelings, and I can look forward to the day. I wish I could manage on my own, but I'm glad I have a backup for when I don't.
Hubby has been accepted into his course, so he will be gone for 3 months soon. Not sure how we will survive, but we will get through it, we always do. both our parents have offered to help with money, and looking after kids, and food. those are the 3 main things.
so at the moment, life is highway - fairly safe to walk along, room for family and friends, moving forward. not the usual barely visible line, with me dangling desperately below it by my fingertips. so I guess I'm still 'getting a life' afterall.
YEAH !!!!! "It's not the zombie med"!!!! I'm SO happy that you've found something that allows you to manage without drowning out real life.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm so glad daughter #1 has gotten through the op. I had my tonsils out when I was 38... I swear the pain was up there with childbirth!
I love your analogy of life as a highway. Makes perfect sense to me.
Right now, my highway isn't that safe. But I'll get there. xo