dita wrote:It will always be such a wrench to your heart each time Oct approaches Vannin, I could cry just thinking about it, and 28yrs old ?????. As you know I am well experienced in that field of mental health and was a Samaritan for many years and also carer for my own hubby.
I love that pic of Rosie and her mate Chum, Ciderman. I must pursue my old schoolfriend Derek whose parents emigrated to NZ in the late 50's. He does come back to the UK most years because he has 2 sisters here, I am afraid I have neglected him of late so must find him, He lives near Christchurch.
Must away and answer the door Vannin, Hugs and Love to yourself and Trixie, from Dolly and me. Take care everyone xxxx
Bless you Dita for your compassion but I would never want you to cry. But my son was not a suicide, he was a sunny-natured boy. It was my mother, never a happy woman, who took that way out in 1973 - I can't believe it was nearly 50 years ago. My son's death was caused by a massive asthma attack, appallingly sudden.
My anticipated package of meds has not turned up and fortunately I have till next week before running out, so I guess the obvious answer is to speak to the very helpful friendly pharmacist tomorrow to ask for small emergency pkts of Levothyroxine and Amitriptyline.
Feeling cold again today. Putting on the heating in October sounds more normal than doing so in September.
Hugs to you and Dolly from Trixie and me xx