I'm in a funk and I just can't seem to pull myself out of it over the past week or so.
There is a lot going on but I'm usually so much more able to cope than I am right now.
My lovely FIL is terminally ill. He was given 3-6 months to live in November. On top of that he had an emergency operation on Boxing Day, on related to his terminal illness, and now has life changing effects from that. I have taken on caring for him from a physical perspective - it's my job and I feel I should help practically because I can and I am happy to.
DH family are in turmoil. There is so much to sort out to ensure all of FIL wishes are respected where possible and practicable.
I'm having surgery myself in February and after my preoperative assessment I've gone from a day case to an overnight stay. I'm worried about this and although I know it's necessary it's an hour from home and I seem to be ruminating on it.
I have a lovely DH, DSC who give me so much joy and we have just moved into a new home which we have just finished decorating. I love my job.
I've gradually felt more and more down, emotional and anxious over the past week. Today I woke up with visual aura, a sure sign a migraine will follow, and had to call into work which I hate.
I really need to pull my socks up and get a grip. I'm no use to anyone like this.