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Latest Activity: Jul 17
I totally get your post here. The randomness of a moment or image or the silence of the apartment will strike me and I stop to realize where I am and where I am not. Then I do something like this to calm myself and understand what is going on and why. Your diet sounds more fun.
"One day arm and arm
We left home and and closed the door
You never returned"
We did not have children either. I am still living in the house we purchased. Having just attained the status of being a sexagenarian a few months ago, I have begun to think about selling the place after I retire in a few years. In the meantime, I am doing what I can to downsize bit by bit, so that I am not overwhelmed when the day to sell does arrive.
I can go for weeks or months with everything being fine/OK, but then something--whether it be a song on the radio, a stream-of-conscious memory, the sight of some random couple, etc. can hit me outta nowhere. The sudden pain is keen, but it no longer reduces me to tears (although I may tear up) as it did five or six years ago. I am mere days away from beginning Year VII.
I have continued to go to the gym and keep myself occupied with various projects as best I can. I still look in here too. Having avoided meds (and having also argued with people who said I should have been taking them), I am sorry for your meds roller coaster. [In fairness,I must also add that I subsisted on a vodka-and-potato-chip diet the first three or four days of widowerhood. The vodka was potato-based, rather than grain based, so I told myself it was healthy back then.]
I;m sorry you're struggling health wise too, cee......I have learned to stop and take care of me...eating and sleeping right are 2 of my biggest things...but what really helps is that walk I take for an hour 3-4 times a week....at my own pace ...doesn't have to be power walking....I have lost weight for the first time in many years...and I have always done aerobics...so this slow pace but longer time has helped and is so much easier on my back and knee......prayers coming your way....
Ladies, thank you for your kind words. I knew I could come one here and "vent" and there would be people who understand.
Slick, I do the same thing, I so miss having a handy person around.
Sorry about your health problems, - going down hill here and don't know how to stop it.
HUGS to all.
that feeling of looking around and seeing what Bill could do so easily that I am stuck paying a lot of money to have it repaired really upsets me still....after 6 1/2 years............I still have my moments when I look around , or now that I am having health problems again.....and just yell..."where are you" and then I have a good cry...I don't think this will ever end......
cee ...rudeness especially from a DR...would have made me run and cry....you're stronger then you think...Peace
Absolutely......Brazan...I have 2 e-mail friends on here...who I love dearly...
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