Yesterday without telling each other, we stacked our toilet rolls differently so the other would see when they next went to the loo. My partner (btw i’m now calling him AP, I’m tired of writing “my partner” lol)…AP started it, he’s such a child lol. I don’t know, maybe it’s a ‘you had to be… Continue reading Lunchtime laugh – on a roll
8pm Wednesday night my partner announced he was off to bed. Uh oh, he never goes to bed this early. Somethings wrong? Headache, temperature, bad stomach…yes, he’s sick! My mind races in a whirl of apprehension: I’ll have to cook; wash up; I’ll have to see he is ok; take extra trips upstairs with drinks… Continue reading Caring for my carer
Here we are, New Year is upon us. Christmas decorations are hanging by a thread and we’re all a little bit fatter. As I slump my body down, I start thinking about what 2022 has in store. This year, I’m making a New Year’s resolution. I want to commit to less nagging. Hooray! (I hear… Continue reading New Years Resolution
Time and time again I hear from fellow chronic illness sufferers how over time they have lost their friends. I’m not talking acquaintances who they met through work or at the local pub. I mean people who they’ve spent years getting to know, who they told secrets to, laughed, shared jokes and be silly with.… Continue reading Friends, why are you so crap?
For a few weeks there, I was getting very much stuck in my own head. Every time I spoke to my partner it was a grumble about how bad I felt or telling him my latest worry. Every time I opened my mouth out came another moan like “I’m tired”, “my legs ache”, “I’m agitated”… Continue reading Lessons in love