Getting ready to go to Southport now. It’s been … Close to unbearable. Bladder spasms are frequent – they already shoved my catheter out last night and had to call the nurses in 😞
Feeling the overwhelming tidal wave of panicking nausea as the reality of my “life”, or what fragments remain of it, hits me once again. It makes me want to scream and cry inside, and again I wonder… how on god’s earth am I supposed to cope with all this… 😞🙁🤯
The theory is that I’m going to my niece’s First Birthday party for my sister. The reality is I had no choice: With everyone else at home going, I have no choice but to go along too, staying 4 nights in a Travel Lodge in Southport (they have… acceptable… Accessible Rooms… Very basic, not too great for wheelchairs — and instead of a nice king size bed like in all other rooms, it has two children’s, cabin bed- sized beds pushed together… 😡😤). They also take dogs, so it has to be with them… And I miss my Premier Inns now… 😔
Buddy the dog is ready to leave …! 😁
I basically am forced into coming for that time because my mother is going there, visiting my sister and her little family, for that long. And without her being here, there is no one then to help me with certain things you definitely don’t want your father doing…! Thus… I have to go, too.
It’s not even about whether or not I even want to go to my niece’s party. Well, what ASD person wants to go to an echoey town hall filled with screaming or crying kids and a whole load of “adults” playing with them…? He crowd, the noise, smell of foods, the echoes… Nope. But… It’s not my choice. Either way. Even if it’s nice to attend your first niece’s birthday party.
I didn’t want to go away (to anywhere); I’ve spent the last month or so travelling a load and staying away. Even living out of a suitcase at home because what was the point of unpacking to leave again…? I’m beyond-dead-inside exhausted, and there are Roman remains buried out there that feel more alive and with it than I do.
I’m in immense pain, a hair’s breadth away from a major meltdown, and barely keeping it together. Hence this little rant now…