I’m struggling. My head’s all over the place at the moment and I’m finding life hard work. I’m trying. I really am. But it feels like I’m wading through treacle. Everything requires so much energy and I’m drained. I reckon that at the moment my physical health is about 50:50 good days to bad. Compared to a year ago that’s pretty good going as it was probably a 90:10 bad days to good but I’m just so frustrated and fed up. I look around the house and see a million things that need to get done. These can be little things such as trying to keep on top of the laundry, right up to big things like getting on top of decorating and DIY in the house. But there never seem to be enough hours in the day when I’m feeling physically well enough to get stuff done. I’m picking fights with Hubby over really stupid stuff which isn’t fair because he’s got so much on his plate already. He’s working a lot and under a lot of pressure with his job and then he has the added burden of me, my health, my moods.
Life's not been easy since losing my large bowel in 2009. Technically I didn't lose it in the same way you might lose your phone or your wallet- it was removed in an emergency operation after my bowel perforated due to Ulcerative Collitis. Since then I've been on a journey to get back to normal and still don't quite seem to have made it. This blog is a place to share some of the ups and downs, tears and laughter and hospital horrors that make up my life. Enjoy!