AS though who know me understand I am a positive person. I share on social media glimpses of my life the happy events. For carers our expectations of what is wonderful are the small things. My 14 year old son tying his school tie for the first time. My eldest son discovering new music are precious to me.
At the moment my caring role and balancing my own health conditions are becoming increasingly difficult. I was in hospital last weekend and know now I have to take things as easy as I can. For us carers easier said than done though. I care for my sons and MIL because I love them and want the best for them. Truth to be told though the things I have had to endure recently would leave many crumpled. I am still standing though but am looking down at a dark chasm.
The good things are a piece of illumination. I will get through this I want too but I wonder. how many carers will survive what 2018 brings. How many people with disabilities who Harmony said impact on economic growth but are forced to work when they are unable too.
So I shall smile and will be okay but think why we post so positively it is because we recognise the. Importance of small things. To be honest I am clinging on and waiting for my health to improve but years of caring have damaged it. So I am blogging to let you know how things are. Be careful out their friends and unpaid carers who have no choice but to take their work home with them and cope. See you when I am more positive.