My dad died almost 3 weeks ago. today my best friend, my mum and I finished clearing out his flat. I was doing ok for a few days but today it has hit me hard that he is truly gone. The shock of his death has passed, and now the awful realisation that I will never ever see him again is starting to hit home. I know things will get better, I keep telling myself they will , and I keep hearing his voice telling me how proud he is of me, and that It will get better, but I just cannot bear it.
whats making it worse is that today my pdoc has taken me off my mood stabilisers (for bipolar) for a month to see if a certain side effect (raised prolactin-producing breast milk) will subside, if not, i have to see an endocrinologist. I have to manage a month without the tablets that keep me well, whilst going through this huge loss. I am scared I will get very ill.