Friday, August 13, 2010
In May of this year I had a very bad fall in Spain on Holiday came home with my right arm in a sling plus one week later a Black Boot like a cast on my right foot with the news I would need to have an operation on the foot in a few months .
Then I had to cope with family problems between myself and Daughter and a male friend she did not like .
I could understand her point of view but it upset me a lot and I had to find out for myself what he was really like . Since then I have realized she was right up to a point he was using mind game on me and I didn't see it but she was wrong in the way she approched the problem .
I have been going up and down to the hospital for treatment and physio. every week can' t exercise and I felt as if nothing is going right in my world once again
could not sleep with the pain in both the shoulder and foot/leg felt lost and alone once more only person I really spoke to was my sister Dot who could not see me all the time as she is caring for her husband but we spoke every day on the phone Slowly my Daughter and I are getting back to something like we were but I started to get dizzy spells when I got out of bed each day when I walked around the house with out the boot my right foot is floppy and I felt like it will never be right so I went to see my Gp and I was told my BP was to high and I had started with vertigo. Oh I felt as if I was a mouse in a cage running around in a wheel trying to catch up . I was told to go home to bed and top stay there No TV no Computer nothing with flashing lights just rest and meds .
I am looking after my three grandchildren while Mum and Dad are both in full time work and they have been a blessing they are 9, 10, and 15 and have looked after me but once they have gone home I was on my own a few friends phoned and I tried not to let them know how bad I was feeling .
I came down stairs last night and went on here and spoke to my good buddie Sue
she made my laugh then after I spoke to her I realized I was wrong I had lots of good friends on here I am not alone any more that I have been guilty of feeling sorry for myself and the only person who can help me is me . Okay I have somethings wrong with me but so have lots of other people It would be a great world if you got to 63 years old and didn't have a few things that needed fixing
So today I woke with myself saying come on out of bed get going thing can only get better . I am taking it one day at a time and I know I have got to do it for myself . So to day is day One