When I post I Post. As Uncle MB would say. Sorry all we all have this disease but we ignore it until it rears it's head with stress or anything that makes us feel ill. We try so hard to ignore. But to all of you with OH please cuddle them and tell them how much you love them because they are there for you. I miss that. Remember what you have. Xx
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Sometimes when I play the piano (which I do very badly) my cat comes along and jumps up beside me and purrs very quietly. I haven't decided whether she is trying to stop me from playing because it hurts her ears, or whether she is just so pleased to see me! Pets are so funny and sweet and love us unconditionally. Do you have, or could you have a pet?
I do appreciate that my husband patiently suffers along with me, continues to pray daily for me and still asks me how I feel everyday. Bless his 💓.
You are so lucky. My Husband couldnot deal with it x
Sometimes men are not raised with much emotional equipment. My husband really struggles with it all. He was used to being taken care of and now the shoe is on the other foot but it has been a good thing as I was far too independent. I believe good can come from bad but we have to keep looking for it.
My OH always asks every morning what sort of night I have had and how I feel and I do appreciate his concern but occasionally wonder if it is self preservation. 😁
My OH is away this weekend watching his son/dil's dog while they enjoy a weekend away. I am reminded of how much he supports me, in the best way he can. He's great in some ways, and hopeless in others, but through it all his humour and ability to adjust have gone a long way to keep us together.
Sorry to hear that your husband could not deal with your condition, not all can. We, the one's with PMR/GCA, however, must deal with it, we have no choice. Hope that you have others in your life to provide support.
I've been married and divorced twice, and on my own now for about 17 years. I know from bitter experience that it's better to live alone than with a warring partner. However, since becoming ill, I've had a fantasy man who loves and supports me, cooks me delicious meals, takes me for long leisurely outings and is generally as nice as can be. Given my lousy taste in men, this would never happen. I agree that those with kind supportive partners are very lucky and should prize them. I remember being very upset that one forum member complained that her husband was being unreasonable for visiting his very sick and very elderly mother. From the rest of her account he was a great support and a good companion.