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[lolabobs]

The weekend started well. Thursday evening I saw my brother, then my Mum, then my friend. Friday I got a swanky new hoover thing and then I went to Norwich, met my friend, had a meal and saw Sister Act (the musical) which was fantastic and very funny). And Saturday I had my haircut, took my Mum out for afternoon tea and my Brother got married (at Gretna).

Then
I got a migraine.
I went to bed and mid way through the night I got night terrors/paralysis. Now I know that academically, night terrors is some sort of physical confusion and things not working as they should do. Academically. And that is how I strive to deal with them. Except - I know that some people view these as ghost activity. This was the first such night terror I've had since losing Dad - so, although I know it's physiological and although I know it's better to break free of them at the earliest opportunity, before the 'visitation and voices', I couldn't. just in case. Needless to say it wasn't, and I just ended up scared *and* disappointed.

So. Then Sunday was spent in a post migraine, residual headache fog.

Until Sunday bedtime, when my possibly an ulcer,possibly something else not really chest pains decided to start - and I spent the night writing in pain, reminding myself that it was nothing to do with my chest and being s***. Normally this whole fiasco lasts a couple of hours at most - last night's endured for 10 hours. Now there isn't a part of me that doesn't ache and I'm tired and weepy.

Not least 'cos Mum came down to look after me - and had to get a taxi to do so. I miss my Daddy so much.

Comments

[smudley.livejournal.com]

{{WARMEST, GENTLEST HUGS}} Oh, hon. I absolutely understand why you would feel tired and weepy -- you went through HELL. But as for your mum, I can just about imagine that she was more than glad to be able to come see about you, and I'm sure it did her some enormous good to be there for you in that capacity, so please try not to feel "badly" that you needed her support. There's nothing wrong in needing TONS of support as you go through all this and face down migraines and night terrors and all that other stuff IN ADDITION to the hurt, hurt of grief. I'm just so, so very glad and relieved that you're able to talk about it here, to post about it, to get it off your chest (as long as that's helpful to you, of course; I'm not saying you should force yourself to do it), and let us wrap you in all the comfort we possibly can. I know I can speak for your flist when I say we all love you so very much and we're HERE for you. All the time. Without fail. You. Are. NOT. alone. Hang in there! Oh, and silly me, I typed all that and forgot to add: I HOPE YOU FEEL SO, SO MUCH BETTER VERY VERY SOON. {{MORE HUGS}}

[lolabobs.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Thank you for taking time to think of me in my weepiness, when you have your own issues and your own health and for taking the time to think of me so thoroughly and kindly and with such warmth.

It means so much to know that you are out there, thinking of me and being so kind. My flist family is such a blessing and I don't know how I do without you. xxxx

[hardboiledbaby]

Oh how awful, hon. *all the hugs* *and summore hugs* Thinking warm, healing thoughts and hope you feel better soon. *even more hugs*

[lolabobs.livejournal.com]

*hugs you right back*

I'm on the mend now, doctor's apt booked and hopefully no repeat performances. x