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Tag: Grief

Rent-a-Friend?

You see, I’m stuck in a rut, having been house bound since October last year for various medical reasons, I now have some limited freedom to go places and do stuff, and… no one to do them with. 

Mostly Harmless

I sat down talking to a girl (don’t remember her name or what she looked like) for a while before she said “I’m going home”. I said ok, nice to meet you, she said again “I’m going home”, I apologised and asked if I was sitting on her coat, before she repeated it again and finally left.

Chocolate Chip Muffins

When it comes to a good muffin, Give generously I say 😋 It’s been an interesting week to say the least, back at work and had my first Hypo that I’ve […]

Grief Never Forgets…

I didn’t expect to be caught of by today’s anniversary, but I have, the build up has been bad and the day has knocked me for six… I still love […]

Adventures in NHS Counselling… Day 2

I arrive for my appointment a little stressed since roadworks closed the only access to the building and I had to find alternate parking… I hobble the distance on my […]

Confessions of a Physiotherapy Session

Then… I’m taken completely by surprise as she pushes me up against the wall, drops to her knees, puts one hand around my bad leg and then starts tugging… gently at first and then longer, harder, deeper with each stroke…  At this point the only thing going through my mind is .... “I hope she doesn’t let go!” What were you thinking?  Take your mind out of the gutter! This isn’t Fifty Shades of Phsyio 😀 The therapist was using an oversized elastic band wrapped around the back of my knee and applying a force that the bad knee had to resist… I noticed that the band wasn't securely wrapped around her hand, all that was going through my mind was if she let go, that’s

Happy Wedding Anniversary Janice

Today would have been our 12th Wedding Anniversary together, every day just seems to get harder without you being here.  There is so much I want to say, stuff I […]

Hello, How are you? Part 1…

It's been 16 weeks or 112 days or 2,688 hours since losing my loving, gorgeous, caring, and witty wife. How have I been during that time? Total shock, denial, loss, emptiness, apathy towards life and devastation just doesn't seem enough to describe how I am feeling.