With the ER visits and three doctor visits, falling and dentist and that was just Charles.
My job is taking me to a different division. Most certainly because I have a sick husband but they didn't say so. Brother said "sent me to the glue factory." All in this week.
Adding up to the stress and the crying, which has stopped, the sadness is overwhelming.
I still have some pride but adding the job change to everything else made me less confident I can withstand the onslaught.
Thank you, everyone, for your many kind wishes and total understanding. My support system was there via phone but ONE person said come over for food and wine. I hadn't eaten all day.