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Not coping
Jan. 9th, 2014 06:38 pmI am very, very stressed.
My husband is being sent to Canada next week and we still don't know when. It's "only" 3 or 4 days, but he is my full-time carer, and it's hard for me to manage without him.
And after I sent a slightly passive-aggressive letter to the Pain Management Clinic at Kingston Hospital, they phoned me at 8.30 this morning to say they'd completely run out of capacity, but I could go to Queen Mary's in Roehampton to get my back fixed. Kingston Hospital is 10 minutes walk from my house, whereas Queen Mary's is 25 minutes on a bus. The appointment is for 1.30pm on Saturday 18th January.
I am now having a minor panic attack because I have a really bad hospital phobia, so it is extremely non-trivial for me to go somewhere that I don't know. Also, what I'm having done to my back counts as "surgery", which is freaking me out even more.
Also, I have had period pain FROM HELL for 3 days, which is also reducing my ability to cope. I am also about 2 months behind with my academic work, since I have been too ill to think since 3rd December. I thought I'd be well enough to get going on Tuesday, then the period pain started, meaning I've had to dope myself up to the eyeballs (and STILL HURT).
Fortunately, I am seeing my Disability Mentor (a.k.a. mental health professional) tomorrow. Nonetheless, I could do with expressions of sympathy, and offers of people to help me out with finding food next week.
My husband is being sent to Canada next week and we still don't know when. It's "only" 3 or 4 days, but he is my full-time carer, and it's hard for me to manage without him.
And after I sent a slightly passive-aggressive letter to the Pain Management Clinic at Kingston Hospital, they phoned me at 8.30 this morning to say they'd completely run out of capacity, but I could go to Queen Mary's in Roehampton to get my back fixed. Kingston Hospital is 10 minutes walk from my house, whereas Queen Mary's is 25 minutes on a bus. The appointment is for 1.30pm on Saturday 18th January.
I am now having a minor panic attack because I have a really bad hospital phobia, so it is extremely non-trivial for me to go somewhere that I don't know. Also, what I'm having done to my back counts as "surgery", which is freaking me out even more.
Also, I have had period pain FROM HELL for 3 days, which is also reducing my ability to cope. I am also about 2 months behind with my academic work, since I have been too ill to think since 3rd December. I thought I'd be well enough to get going on Tuesday, then the period pain started, meaning I've had to dope myself up to the eyeballs (and STILL HURT).
Fortunately, I am seeing my Disability Mentor (a.k.a. mental health professional) tomorrow. Nonetheless, I could do with expressions of sympathy, and offers of people to help me out with finding food next week.
