Are you doing anything nice today?!
Daddy goes to work, I go to school, Alice goes to nursery, Mummy goes to hospital. So says my daughter! In reality, now that my cancer is stable, the number of appointments each week has dramatically reduced.
How to find a purpose and fill my time, especially as both my girls approach full time education? I’ve taken ill health retirement and I do not have the energy for the busy life I used to enjoy.
Of course, I’ve been blogging and writing poetry. However, this drags me down the rabbit hole of checking likes and retweets. This is terrible for my mental health.
I’m well enough, my symptoms are controlled and the treatment is working. And yet, I go to bed at 8pm and am supported by the local hospice. It is a tricky business in this limbo land of Not Quite. I kind of miss the attention and drama of those chemo days in bed. Not really, that would be crazy!!
Around me, friends are getting new jobs and promotions and possibilities are opening up. At the same time, I am acutely aware that this is as good as it will get for me. I won’t get better. Beyond a few more blog subscribers I am struggling to expand my horizons.
My daughters don’t want me to become their phonics tutor! Time to try and embrace this enforced leisure time. Time to try and become A Writer!
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