WendyWooG
Senior member
- Joined
- Jan 10, 2016
- Messages
- 519
- Reason
- PALS
- Diagnosis
- 07/2016
- Country
- Uk
- State
- Hertfordshire
- City
- Stevenage
Why is it that the early hours of the morning are so difficult to deal with. I am totally unable to sleep yet again and hitting a real low point.
I have tried very hard through happy pills and counselling to find a balance and up until tonight I was doing ok. I have enjoyed my family made some lovely memories and been accepting and enjoying my time.
Tonight I failed I hit a huge mental obstacle which knocked me flat and at the moment I just don't want to even try. It's not like me to be defeatist but I just want to curl up into a ball and have everything go away and I can't even flippin well do that!
i am starting to lose function in my right arm and hand the only working limb left to me. The rest have been pretty useless for a while. Tonight for the first time I struggled to be able to lift a special ultra lightweight cup my drink ended up all over me the bed and the floor and I had to wake my poor husband to clean the mess up. The last bit of my independence is slipping away and I feel bereft.
I should be used to the losses by now it's been happening for two years gradually, but I'm not. I'm sad and I'm angry and so very very tired....
I apologise for being a whinger I just needed to let it out and it upsets my husband too much to talk about it. I don't want to hurt him.
Wendy
I have tried very hard through happy pills and counselling to find a balance and up until tonight I was doing ok. I have enjoyed my family made some lovely memories and been accepting and enjoying my time.
Tonight I failed I hit a huge mental obstacle which knocked me flat and at the moment I just don't want to even try. It's not like me to be defeatist but I just want to curl up into a ball and have everything go away and I can't even flippin well do that!
i am starting to lose function in my right arm and hand the only working limb left to me. The rest have been pretty useless for a while. Tonight for the first time I struggled to be able to lift a special ultra lightweight cup my drink ended up all over me the bed and the floor and I had to wake my poor husband to clean the mess up. The last bit of my independence is slipping away and I feel bereft.
I should be used to the losses by now it's been happening for two years gradually, but I'm not. I'm sad and I'm angry and so very very tired....
I apologise for being a whinger I just needed to let it out and it upsets my husband too much to talk about it. I don't want to hurt him.
Wendy