When my husband or son stay home because they are ill, I lose the structure around which I organize my day and my self. I need the book ends of bringing my son to and from school, having my husband go to work and come home. When they are home needing me, needing attention, needing soup and crackers, I lose something of my self. I feel depleted, exhausted. My boundaries need reinforcement. My sense of self does not thrive under these circumstances. I am not well-suited to be a full-time around-the-clock caretaker. They’ve been sick on and off since Christmas. I am so weary.
Today is my birthday. I am 51 years old. Unfortunately, I have a cold. Nothing serious, but being sick annoys me. Not sure if I will be going to group later this afternoon. Do not want to get anyone else sick and want to heal myself. Last night our son said that he, too, felt he was coming down with a cold.
This afternoon I will be taking Thumper our Labradoodle to the veterinarian to have this bandages changed. He had surgery Friday on a tumor on his paw. We first noticed the growth Thursday night for Thumper was bleeding, so we took him in Friday morning. His veterinarian said that tumor had broken through the skin and thought it might be melanoma. We are awaiting biopsy results. Thumper seems quite happy now that the growth has been removed.