It's so hard when you have a patient at home to try and get out to be a bit more sociable; guilt has a sneaky way of creeping into anything that you may try to do to keep your happy sanity.
Such as today; we did go out for about an hour and half to the Home and Garden Show at our new across the bridge convention center; entrĂ©e was free, and it’s less than three miles from the house. Simplicity for a good time; the price was right and the location was even better; who could complain?
No one; but me of course!
This was done silently in my own brain, that is.
Fear and concern for poor Casey kept creeping back into my consciousness, and so until we arrived back home it was an enormous guilt trip for me, having any fun while he was at home suffering.
Actually, that’s not totally true he, Casey, is very well medicated, with heavy duty narcotic type pain meds.
What I think bothered me more, was knowing that he wasn’t hungry before we left when I tried to feed him, and that was worrisome. He had eaten quite well earlier in the morning. But I knew once his appetite wavered that would be a negative symptom and seriously that made me very concerned.
That also makes me feel out of control, not a good feeling in my book.
Oh well, will I ever be someone who never worries?
I don’t suppose I would know how to handle that.
Poof with my wand to make things better for anyone who needs that sort of thing!
Life is difficult for everyone in these times; wouldn’t a little magic in the ability department be great?
Sick family member…poof and they were all better!
You need your bills paid…poof, and it was done!
Home going into foreclosure…poof and all is fine with the mortgage paid off!
Whatever you needed it would be poofed and all would be well that would be so cool, don’t you agree?
Ah dreaming…why not? Reality is way too harsh and real!
My body has been acting up again in a negative way…ouch!
So I will wish you all a goodnight, take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will try to find some, but later, OK?
Speaking My Mind is about: Tobi, who is a middle aged, no, oh all right a slightly over the hill woman with all the imperfections that go with that, and this concerns her daily life's perceptions and experiences.
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