This week was our wedding anniversary and my birthday. Two more 'firsts' ticked off the list.
I try to offset the awfulness and pain with treats and jollies - but that didn't work this week. In true MN-fashion, I booked a spa but it was cancelled the night before; and I took the YWs (who have been lovely by the way) out for a posh meal but the food was awful. I wish I had laughed instead of being cross.
Also, one of my cats (who will forever be known as Blanket on MN) was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism this week (she started her medication today) and it looks like my other cat (Fatcat) might have a UTI. I have been trying to decide whether to take Fatcat to the out-of-hours vet but she's not in any pain so I'll see how she is in the morning.
I realise many people have worse problems. It just seems like, every time I think I am turning a corner, something comes along to drag me back down. Some of this is hormonal and I am hopefully going to get my HRT sorted out in a few weeks. Also, I do believe things will get better.
There is a song which says: Light up, light up as if you have a choice... and that's going to be my new coping strategy. That and more gin 