Stay Strong

I have a busy day and come home to my lovely neighbour mowing my back lawn.  I chastise him and say  I would have got round to it, he knew I was struggling and came in whilst I was out.  These kindnesses make my day.  I think hubby is not looking well and voice my concerns.   Nope he says he's fine but a little niggle tells me otherwise.   I get up this morning and he admits he's not good..  appointment at Doctors and he has another infection.  I am being picked up by a friend to go to Wynyard Hall and gardens, the day is glorious and she has the soft top down,we arrive and I look like Bridget Jones after her ride in an open top car!  We have home made cake and coffee and meander the beautiful gardens looking at the pumpkins, sweetcorn and variety of flowers.  I suddenly spot a flower that hubby and I keep seeing  on our drives and it's driving him insane not knowing its name.  A lady hears us talking, takes a photo, Googles it and walks back to tell me, it's  called the common tansy. People are so thoughtful and kind!  Back home hubby laughs at the state of my hair, saying I look like I have been pulled through a hedge backwards,  charming!!  I tell him the plants name, lovely he says and promptly falls asleep on his sheepskin in the sunny conservatory.   Hopefully the antibiotics will kick in soon, I want my normal hubby back.

  • Well I've just been yelled at by an unpleasant person, who this morning was my husband.  He tried to get an appointment for his hands so I do zumba, come home and he has one for 2.30pm,  so having said he would take me to my eye check up at 2.50 pm he's forgotten. So I've been on my own, had anaesthetic applied because there was something in it, eyelid turned inside out and orange drops put in so the ultra violet light can see my eye, no cancer present so good news.  So I drive home with custard cream cakes from M & S and he's having blood tests done and going back on the 7th November at 7pm for the results.   Obviously this is my birthday and he's meant to take us all on the night, but no he says he's not involved in it.  I am so upset,  everything is done for his convenience and not mine.  So I tell him I'll get a taxi, cue the yelling at me that I'm making a mountain out of a molehill,  yes of course I am, stupid me suggesting a taxi so he can take his time at the evening appointment.   From now on I will not ask him to help me at all because he's had nothing but himself to think about and it's not going to change.  I honestly thought we were in a happier place,  that has lasted two weeks.   We decided not to send anniversary cards tomorrow as he hasn't been anywhere to get one, I bought one in M & S,  but it's staying in its packet!

  • A nice big cuddle for you from little Lynne. Tomorrow is another day and hopefully better .xx

  • Oh Carol, don't cry (well I think I might cry in the circumstances so it would not surprise me if you did too).  You are in a happier place (well it might not feel like it at the moment) in that you have got the man you loved and married for a longer time than you feared. I don't know how the good news about his cancer has affected him (pardon me for asking but could he resent not being the centre of attention now that there is no imminent threat?)  Feel free to banish me from your blog for making this suggestion.  Maybe I have just known the wrong men!  Lots of virtual hugs.  Annie  PS Sounds like good news about your eyes (even if it does all sound a bit unpleasant).

  • Thank you kind girls I needed cheering up.  Do you know Annie I thought the same myself.   He doesn't make any effort unless I do it for him.  What makes me even madder is that before cancer if I'd interfered with his golf plans there would be hell to pay.  Annie I would never banish you, you've always been there for me.xx

  • Hi Carol

    You 've been married longer than me so forgive me, I 'm sure you know all this already....... When you are both calmer, tell him how you feel.  That ...just occasionally...you would like a bit of consideration and thought too.  Loathe to trot out the stereotypes but, he's a man and sometimes, they need things spelling out in words of one syllable.  No matter how long you've been together and how much you wish they would know what you want and need emotionally, they don't.  And that's when they are well!  

    Hope tomorrow is better for you. X

  • Bless you Carol for not telling me to mind my own business!  I think Julie is right in most cases; so many men don't seem to think further than sport and the pub (or whatever their hobby is).  Whereas most women tend to make an effort to understand what their partner (and other people generally) would like, and put themselves out to make life pleasant.  I think we all who are chatting here have probably wondered sometimes why the men cannot realise what a difference a bit of thoughtfulness would make.  The problem here is that you have also been stressed and it seems somewhat hard that you have to do all the giving.  Julie, the only thing I would  say is that even when you explain to the men what you need they  (a) seem amazed that they are not meeting your needs and (b) despite assurances that things will change they forget all about it in a couple of days!  Annie

  • As you all said today is a new day!  I've changed my pictures because these have just arrived and tells me he loves me and I'm a super Gran!, which is funny after what I wrote the other day.  Without any input from me he phoned the surgery and cancelled his appointment.   The card I had bought I'd written it to us both because it said we were perfect together,  like fish and chips,  steak and ale pie and tea and biscuits,  so I'm glad I changed my mind as I would have felt pretty awful when the flowers arrived!!  So we are off to collect Harry and Daddy from the train and enjoy a few more hours together.  Love to you all, you boost me up and make me think,  I know you all have your own worries so thanks for the kind words, all of you.   Much loved, Carol, x

  • Hi Ladies, 

    Carol, It is a new day, and your flowers are lovely.  Happy anniversary.  It's nice that he has changed his appointment, and you now won't have to get a taxi to your birthday dinner.  Enjoy your time with Harry and his dad.  
    Hope every one is ding well.
    Take care.  Love to all.  Sue xx
     

  • Harry was pleased to see us again and he had a little retro game with 153 games on it, it's like the original donkey Kong game but smaller.  So we sat together and found a matchstick game where two matchstick men fight each other, we just laughed uncontrollably at them fighting each other. Anthony was thrilled that his washing had been done and after lunch they set off home.  I miss his little blond head stuffed under my nose and his snuggles with Eddy,  his blanket I bought him at birth.  So just me and hubby again.  He was so kind and thoughtful yesterday and I thanked him for a lovely day.  I think the not being able to do what he wants makes him so frustrated that it just builds up.  We're hoping that these new blood tests will put him on the correct treatment necessary because he never had these problems before the cancer treatment.  I suppose they tell you that the chemo is fierce to kill the cancer cells but you're so entrenched in getting the tumour shrunk you don't look ahead at what you will be left with.   I'm having a quiet afternoon as we've been stripping beds all morning, washing, getting hair cut and tidying lego away before Tuesday comes round.  Even my cleaner said this morning that my house was like a Travel Lodge!  So girls I hope you are all coping,  we are all busy at the moment and have lots going on, Julie I hope you are coping with Dave, Sue I know you have weddings, baby sitting and friends going on and Annie I'm a lot better today.  Love to you all xx

  • Lisa rang and yawned all the way through the conversation!   Harry was thrilled to be back with Mummy and they were going to bed early,  snuggling together.   So I set to this morning and do my ironing when Margaret phones to tell me Keith his out of hospital and staying with his daughter and son in law, whilst he recovers.  Zoe had given them her bedroom and laid out her work clothes for the following day.  When she went to get them June had got up early and put them on herself!   Poor June and Keith talk about suffering, dementia and cancer.   I will get a card and drop it at their house offering help, if he needs it.  I'm  just reading a story about John McCirrick the X channel 4 horse racing presenter, he is dying he says because he has no job (he's 78) and without one life isn't worth living.   My God, what a s self pitying man!  He should try living our lives,  then he might be grateful for what he has.  Hubby is on good form today,  I tell him we are doing halloween here and he needs a mask.  Shall I get you a grumpy old man mask?  He smiled back and said, No I'll wear the one I've already got!   It's been a blizzard here but the sun has broken through so it looks warm but it's baltik.   I better ring those Southern softies and tell them to bring warm clothes.  At Digger land last Monday Anthony was frozen and he's a six foot ex rugby player!!  So I hope you are doing OK and I'm looking forward to Strictly Halloween and a large glass of red wine.   See you tomorrow x