DH's health problems seen to come in fits and spurts. At the moment he is fine although I will have my fingers firmly crossed tomorrow when he has a cardiology appointment.
I was tied to the house for three months earlier this year while he recuperated (slept) from heart problems and a painful op for skin cancer. Thankfully there was light at the end of my tunnel but I regarded it as a 'taster' for what might lie ahead.
Our large garden is my saviour. I can't describe how just getting stuck into a bit of weeding restores my spirits which is a good thing because someone's got to do it. The man who helps us once a fortnight had a stroke at the same time DH was in hospital so I was the last 'man' standing!
I don't miss being able to pop to the shops because the nearest ones are six miles away and I hate shopping anyway.
I dread winter. I know I will struggle to keep fit once I can no longer get outside and the temptation to slump in front of the telly looms large. I am also dreading the winter lurgies.
Ho-Hum. That's life.
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to all you lovely people who are silently bearing so much xxx
