Wish I could tell you that the mood has changed but its only slightly improved. The Girls came today – unexpectedly. Therein lies my joy. I also wen to the doctor and got more data about the illness – sepsis and- o God knows what. I did not feel inclined to work out another end of life scenario. I need to see an older, more experienced medico. Anyways, as it is , i have plans to see the physio at Paul’s place and the psych there. That went through smoothly for the first time of all the appointments I have tried to make so I like the feel of that and will be very cheap.
Now that my head is a little clearer, I can pull a few disciplines back once more.
STAY IN THE DAY. Day is done. Appointments for physio and psych are made. I have played with the little girls.I might even go out and buy a dinner.Maybe. I have booked Robynne in to the Caravan Park.
Now for a little programming for the night.
- don’t pick up.
- safe tonight.
- get some dinner.
- do some step work.
- 5 keep the thinking within the day.
- work on the recovery blog
- go get a Chinese dinner. Live as you would have with Izzy’s golden hand on you.
In its own way this is a quietly desperate time for me. A time of profound unhappiness and aching heartbreak.
ONE DAY AT A TIME, LYNNE. ONE DAY AT A TIME.
The SilverBird Part 2 