Back home. For two minutes. Major drama with my X and kids and although they were meant to be coming with me to see my father who has just completed 20 rounds of radiotherapy – in the end I went on my own because I didn’t feel strong enough for the battle, which is just as well, because it took a long time to get here and the kids would have hated the journey.
So here I am. After a five hour drive down the motorway. To spend 24 hours with my parents. What a nightmare. It took Builder Bloke less time to get from London to Portugal today. My poor father. He’s been through so much. Lost so much weight. I bought him some Nutella in the hope that he can layer it on top of all the food he should be eating but can’t bear to eat at the moment because everything tastes of cardboard.
But more importantly, I am depressed. I told my mother about the cause of my depression and she reacted like it was the worst bit of news she had ever heard.
I guess I will feel the same when and if my daughter has to confess to the same sad news…..
I have found my first white eyebrow hair.
It is the end of the world as I know it.
July 18th, 2010 at 7:29 pm
LOL…at least its just the eyebrow….the week l hit 50…I found a grey hair that left me in such shock l am still disgusted!!!
hope your Daddy gets his strengh back soon..
saz x
July 18th, 2010 at 11:14 pm
I do hope that you have the best time possible with your parents. I can not imagine how much energy it takes to deal with your Ex – how horrible
July 19th, 2010 at 9:05 am
I found a DARK hair in my beard the other day, you have a long way to go!
I hope your father feels a little better soon, I know that my own father felt pretty miserable during Chemotherapy, makes you hurt just to watch…..