Thanks friends..
I am ok I suppose except I am finding this caring lark a bit trying...Mick has decided to act the part of an invalid at the moment ,he is on the oxygen 15 hrs a day and tomorrow he is to be issued with a portable back pack to enable us to stop out for longer than we are doing at the moment,I do feel for him but he is milking it a bit ,I am not the most patient of people at the best of times so the situation is getting to me....
I have been busy organising having our central heating changed from solid fuel to gas as Mick is not able to see to the stove anymore,so that was done,then I made him a sitting room in the spare bedroom bought a TV for him etc ,have had dealings with the dietician at the hospital as Mick did go down to 6st 8lb so he has been prescibed calorific drinks he is now 7st 2lb ,he has never been heavier than 8st anyway,so all these jobs are taking their toll,our family are hepling with our dog,I can manage the two cats,our fireman grandson is doing the garden,our daughter and husband are taking me out once a week for a cheap and cheerful ,our son and his partner who live in the Peaks also are taking us both out for a drink...our eldest son is in Spain for six months on a working/holiday he will be back in October and by then I am just hoping we are on a better even keel.
So sorry to moan but as I haven't been with you for a while I thought I had better keep you in the loop,off the anxiety tablets made me feel even worse so I'll stick to the red red wine