Living with a diabetic is not all fun and games
I know it shouldn’t be fun and games as it is a serious illness but when it comes to helping my mother it comes with violent outbursts. Yes, whenever her sugars drop and she goes hypoglycaemic she turns into this raging bull who just can’t wait to charge.
Early hours of Wednesday had to be the worst, I’ve got scratches up my arms, chunks gouged out of my arm & one finger where she dug her nails in and bit me. Yes she bit me.
5 and a bit days until I’m back here again.
Mixed emotions for this coming week.
Firstly I’ve got two days of work to get through - Monday & Friday before my week in the sun.
Secondly, it’s my first family holiday in nearly 8 years but I’m a little down about the fact that my dad won’t be there.
Thirdly, we have to go change ownership of his and my sister’s grave to my mother and attend the final inquest into his death.
Top all that off with deciding what to wear and pack for holiday.
All this in 5 & 1/2 days.
Can’t believe it has been a week already since we led you to rest and reunited you with Charlotte.
One of the worst things that’s made me so upset has been accepting that you’re gone and opening my birthday card Tuesday with only one name and not two.
Floods of tears started the day and floods ended the day but at least I’ve been able to have some smiles as I know you would want me to.
I know your dad left you a lot sooner than you left us but how ironic is it that history repeats itself that Chris will have to walk me down the isle as you did for auntie Mair, if I ever get married.
I really do miss you a lot now I’m finally accepting that I won’t physically get to see you again.
Still cannot believe that a week has past. This here is my first love, one of my heros and someone I adored. Dad, I thought I would have a little longer with you but I will continue to make you proud.
Rest in peace and keep on rocking!! xxxx
It has been an expensive yet fantastic time with these two lovely ladies. We don’t see each other that often but everything remains the same.
Such a lush escape from reality for a couple of days.
I’ve always had problems with my stomach due to polycystic ovaries but today hit an all new level and it kind of scared me too. I woke up with what could only be described as stomach cramps but all over my stomach and lower abdomen and feeling bloated. Thinking ‘oh no here goes’ I make my way into work. As I sit there the pains increase and I last two hours before wanting to go home. However, whilst asking to go home I come over a little bit faint and get the cold clammy sweats. As I try to pack my stuff up I get pins and needles that race up both arms and down into my hands, also my face tingles but just above my lips. Apparently I went extremely pale too, this passes in 5 minutes and I’m free to head home. Fuck you bowel as I could have done without this today.
To the left we have some new purchases from the lovely wanderlust jewellery and to the right we have my collection of purchases to date. Such good quality items (www.wanderlustjewellery.bigcartel.com)