…one step back. Or what feels like two steps back. He’s back in hospital. He was feeling unwell for a few days and then he went really poorly on Thursday and was readmitted while they work out what’s wrong. Turns … Continue reading
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It has been a week of up and down. I am dealing well with the OCD behaviours and making some good progress and I’m happy about that. But I have been in very low mood, dwelling on the last 8 … Continue reading
I’ve had to stop going for my singing lessons for a while now. Since J had his transplant I’ve had no time to go because I can’t leave him on his own for any length of time. This is about … Continue reading
The saying goes “When you’re going through hell, keep going.” And I will.
My husband got his new liver on Wednesday the 25th February. Somebody, somewhere, died that morning and that person’s family bravely offered the organs for transplant. This is a huge thing and I am moved almost beyond words that a … Continue reading
I hate Birmingham. I hate the fact that all I ever see there are sick people, medics and patronising voluntary helpers and death and utter, unceasing misery. I hate the waiting while they take parts of my husband and test … Continue reading
I think one of the hardest things to deal with is the complete lack of consideration that he has for me. I have given up almost everything to take care of him and I get nothing, nothing at all back. … Continue reading
We can have a transplant. He is on the list from today. Which brings all kinds of new scary into the mix. I am the contact person and can now never have my phone on silent or turned off. I … Continue reading
Oh dear. Another day where I was down more than up. But the up bits were amazing and I’m massively thankful for that. The down bits will probably happen more often as he gets more ill and I panic about … Continue reading
have a listen to this, cry a lot, know you are not on your own, remember you are loved by many. I’m very scared but I think it’ll be okay. I can do this.