My panicky feeling tend to be in the morning and evening. I have always had that side to me from the age of 13., so panic are something that I have dealt with over the years. It is also something that should be talked about and not ashamed of. For anyone having them, mental illness is real and it is a subject not talked about enough.
While there goes my rant . It is nearly 8 o clock and John is still at working , sorting out some problem, Sophie is upstairs and Bert is cuddled up to me.
I got a lift to collect the sick note for work today(not driving is pants)then I delivered it to work. I chatted to Carey my boss , It would be lovely to return to work when I can as it is a job I really love .
I have many friends at Glebe House (Nursing Home) the staff there are amazing. I am now going to the works Party. Sarah and I had arranged lifts before the illness and Jane encouraged me to go. Something to look forward to. Seeing everyone was great, plenty of hugs and chatting to everyone about the tumour, being open that is rubbish and that it ok to talk about it. It effect everyone around you, not just close family and friends, but work colleagues who you spent hours each day with...
In the afternoon I went to the mail with mum and Sophie , 20% off , can not resist a bargain, also I want to do all my Christmas shopping . Treated myself to some lovely food from the food hall.
Home from the mail and Celia came in from work for a quick coffee and chat.
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