So yeah, sat down with my housemate and talked some stuff through. We both agree, I was lucky this time and things could have been worse. As a stop measure we have hung wind chimes on my bed railings in order to wake me up and not just go on auto pilot. When I see the doctor that my meds have to change as its too dangerous and given past history my bones are frail. That I should have pain meds by my bed at all times. A wheat bag by the microwave at all times. I need to have some light snacks in my room to save me waking fully up to get something when Im hungry (which is one reason while Im dizzy). I need to talk with a counsellor or social worker to find out what assistance I can get. With my back being bad for so long, Im frustrated that I cant keep up / do things. Potentially change my GP to one that will do stuff / get things done. More things were talked about. I shed some tears because it is getting to me. Im trying to be positive and find the positive spin in things but its hard some days. I feel emotional as bit by bit Im losing my independence and its a bitter pill to swallow. Im a Biddlecombe so that means I am a fighter and Im stubborn and Im not prepared to just accept this. Some things may not be fixable but be damned if I dont to find solutions for whatever I can. Btw being wrapped in bubble wrap is not a solution but it could be fun.
Posted on: Fri, 31 Jan 2014 18:55:53 +0000
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