MTFU
When have you had to be brave when all you've wanted to do was weep like a blubber-titted bitch?
Tell us so we can judge you.
via Smash Monkey
( , Thu 1 Aug 2013, 17:36)
When have you had to be brave when all you've wanted to do was weep like a blubber-titted bitch?
Tell us so we can judge you.
via Smash Monkey
( , Thu 1 Aug 2013, 17:36)
« Go Back
Very relevant QOTW
First time round about 4 years ago dad got cancer diagnosis. Took him 18 months to get sliced, diced, radiated, and poisoned enough to get the all clear. The next time round was 4 months after the all clear, another close family member. It was just me & the OH at the time. No one else available to do the physical work and mental work of dealing with hospices and funerals this time round. 2 weeks ago it's mums turn. And it's quick, and I'm the only one available to do the physical making sure she's ok stuff. She gets out of hospital and I return to the real world, only to discover on Monday that not only am I interviewing a number of people all day Tuesday, but on Tuesday, mum gets her prognosis, on top of that, the Bad Cop to my Good Cop has pulled out of interviews, and I have nowhere to interview people.
Tuesday evening, when it turned out ok - I found rooms where none apparently existed, I found oppos to interview people with, the prognosis was not terrible for mum, and on top of that mum's family members had swung into action, whereas previously it had been left to me & my bonkersly unreliable brother or somewhat deranged ex, I nearly cried like a girl (I am a girl).
( , Fri 2 Aug 2013, 18:52, Reply)
First time round about 4 years ago dad got cancer diagnosis. Took him 18 months to get sliced, diced, radiated, and poisoned enough to get the all clear. The next time round was 4 months after the all clear, another close family member. It was just me & the OH at the time. No one else available to do the physical work and mental work of dealing with hospices and funerals this time round. 2 weeks ago it's mums turn. And it's quick, and I'm the only one available to do the physical making sure she's ok stuff. She gets out of hospital and I return to the real world, only to discover on Monday that not only am I interviewing a number of people all day Tuesday, but on Tuesday, mum gets her prognosis, on top of that, the Bad Cop to my Good Cop has pulled out of interviews, and I have nowhere to interview people.
Tuesday evening, when it turned out ok - I found rooms where none apparently existed, I found oppos to interview people with, the prognosis was not terrible for mum, and on top of that mum's family members had swung into action, whereas previously it had been left to me & my bonkersly unreliable brother or somewhat deranged ex, I nearly cried like a girl (I am a girl).
( , Fri 2 Aug 2013, 18:52, Reply)
« Go Back