Ursula, whatever is wrong?? Please do come and cry on our collective shoulder, it will make you feel better (especially if you don't have a physical shoulder handy).
Hugs, hang in there.
Olwyn Mary in New Orleans.
Well, I just can't accept that, I fear. I feel that I could get a little (perhaps not much) more done when exerting myself a bit more. After all, I've got only one kid and a fairly small terraced house with hardly any garden (not a huge Victorian mansion) to manage. As for help from a stranger - I'm not sure if I am ready for admitting a cleaning lady into my home. My mother has one, a really nice person and trustworthy, too, but then she's in her 70s. Well, I guess I'll have to scale down my ambitions a little more, although it feels like losing a battle I might have won if only I had put a little more effort into it. We will see.
My DSIL & H were with us last night for a small barbecue and although her place is and has always been immacultely clean and she took care of my FIL when he was old, both her sons don't seem to turn out very well. I won't go into detail, but it is some comfort that she's only human, too. Still, I wish she'd have to suffer less, but that's a different story.
In this case, I know that I have to be patient; after all, I've got the appointment with the third doctor already made, even if it's in late June. Still, there is this nagging voice in my head, telling me 'if only you'd gone to see the doctor right away, then you might have been well again by now'. But I know too well that 'if only' is what paves the road to misery, so I will not allow these thoughts. It's just sometimes hard to be patient if things come in a heap, as described in previous post.
Hah, if only things were that easy. No, with me it seems to be part of the menstrual cycle. I has become infinitely better since I'm on homeopathic treatment, but still, there is the occasional heavy attack that can't seem to be beaten down by any medication in the world. My mother says since her menopause she's totally free of it. Well... (I can't deny that things have been a bit stressful, though, now that I'm writing about it.)
Thank you for your encouragement and the patience to let me reflect on these things in your presence. And for the hugs.
U.
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