It must be faced,the
past few days have been some of my worst for a long time,it is as my
Doctor explained recently,I am almost beyond the point where pain can
be controlled by medication.
I have been aware for
some time that surgery is necessary but with Pa so unwell it has been
impossible,now with the prospect of all his operations being carried
out within the next six months I can at last begin to consider my own
needs.
In the mean time I must
choose between extreme pain and discomfort as opposed to being made
ga-ga by massive doses of codeine, and anti spasmodic drugs which
leave me feeling like a puppet with it's strings cut! At the moment
the later condition holds sway,last night I slept for the first time
in several weeks and awoke almost pain free. I cannot express the joy
caused by this event, I made pancakes for breakfast,and although the
pain returns when the drugs begin to wear off the sheer blessed
relief of a few comfortable hours is wonderful.
Sadly my poor son is
still very much under the weather and I am becoming quite concerned.
He is still in the grip of the collywobbles and dose not seem able
to keep food down,last night was ghastly for him. He tells his
friends he is OK and like many a stubborn man refuses to consult a
medic, I would put my foot down firmly if it did not hurt to do so!
Now that the weather
has turned chilly the cats have resorted to sitting on the radiators
and I to the use of a hot water bottle and an extra fleece blanket
from which I derive much comfort.
On a brief trip out for
a little fresh air the chill in the wind was bitter and the cold last
night has brought down almost all the remaining leaves from the limes
in the lane and they look like ladies who have just stepped out of
their skirts.
Pa is behaving like a
trooper just now and is busy tidying his room which O appreciate more
than I can say for I am not well enough to do the job myself yet
until it has been reorganised we cannot put up the Christmas tree.
Another task which will have to wait a while yet.
We are rapidly
approaching the date set for Pa's surgery and this has rather
eclipses all other matters,including Christmas I fear, speaking for
myself,all I want is the whole thing over and Pa back safe at home.
he tells his friends very little but we can tell
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