>> Tuesday, March 01, 2016
I think it's been a while since a talked about home.
Can you see Cog's arm is still bandaged up. It's 10 months now since she broke her arm. The wound still isn't healed. I'm getting no useful help from any health professionals except my local chemist (in bandage supplies).
This was the first time I managed to get her out for a meal in months. She was so proud of herself for managing to go (and eat) and then she refused to eat for 2 days afterwards.
She knows she is ill and is trying (or so she claims) but it isn't enough. This is not going to end well from what I can see at the moment.
School decisions about dropping subjects next year have been taken based on mental well being rather than academic hopes. I hope it helps her, I really do.
Looking after her has become akin to looking after a toddler again, so my opportunities to be with myself over the fields are few. And my own health is suffering.
On the upside the skin cancer clinic told me I have senile warts. This is a good thing.
On the downside my knee refuses to stop hurting despite me throwing considerable sums of money at the best sports injury consultant money can buy around here.
On the upside my favourite flower insists on cheering me up every which way I turn.
I have nothing else left.