Happy New Year to my favourite ladies. I honestly don't know how I would have got through my last few years without the support of MN and since this group has started, without you all. I love being able to help when I can, to share my experiences and help people take some knowledge into the medical world as they navigate it. I also find myself missing posting if I can't, and when I have a bad day, or need some cheering, it's here I often come to first.
You are all amazing, strong, courageous women who take on so much, and despite having bad days, weeks, months, keep going and even have some fun with it.
I am starting my 2015 in quite an auspicious way I think, with surgery to give the rest of my year to recovery. I am no longer naive enough to think it's going to be plain sailing, or that I will ever be fully recovered from all this now, but I feel optimistic that I will find, with hard work, enough improvement to enjoy my life more than I have this year. Although, don't get me wrong, I have had some amazing times this year, but they have been negated somewhat with some horrendous pain.
Last night we had a couple over with their child and their baby, another friend came over for a couple of hours early evening, but left early as she is going on holiday today. DS and baby went to sleep at 10pm or so. DD is poorly with horrible cough, again, and had a fever, went to bed early but didn't sleep. Friend's little one who is 5 would not settle, and became grouchy, so they left at 11pm. DH and I stayed up for another drink, but I flaked by 11:30pm. He tried to wake me up, normally a light sleeper, at 11:55pm like I asked him to so we could watch the fireworks out of our skylights, and apparently I was unconscious! (painkillers and alcohol I suspect!) slept through noise, fireworks, cheering, DH shaking me...oops! Woke at 4am with all four of us in bed
quite nice actually.
Out for lunch today with same friends and the children, had a carvery, was gonna do a walk, but DD too poorly, so back home with hot chocolate, and going to watch films with duvets and jimjams on.
I have found, this last week or so, the amount of support and help in RL has increased. I have made efforts to go out and participate in christmas events, and on a couple of those days I have been pretty bad shape. I think people who know I have a bad back but only see me on my better days have seen the full extent of how things are for me right now. I feel, for the first time in a while, that I have some good support in RL. Not loads, but genuine, real understanding and caring, and some from people I don't know that well. Makes me feel quite loved, and that is something I don't feel very often. I don't have a high opinion of myself, I am not always good at making friends, i think I am a little aloof and odd, serious, boring, and often wonder why people like me, so it's nice to know that people actually do like me. I know, that sounds a little self pity but not meant to be.