I woke this morning with limbs feeling tingly and asleep, my ear loud and rattling. A knock on the door at 7:45, when all I wanted was to stay in my bed after a very broken night’s sleep. I staggered downstairs to receive a parcel from the post lady. Staggered back up and just lay there for ½ hour trying to stop the room swirling around me.
A quiet day in the house – again – was what I had planned. Then my little girl came down and asked what we were doing today. I took one look at her little face, all expectant, and thought ‘oh, stuff my dizzy head – I’m taking her out’ – so I did.
I can’t say I felt well, because I didn’t, but we took a bus into Durham, had a walk around the shops in the cold sunshine and sat by the river huddled up on a bench together. I took her for a pizza, then went and got some ‘posh’ cupcakes from an upmarket stall in the town square. Then we came home. Not the most exciting of days, but very special in our own low-key way.
I’ve decided that whatever I have going on with me isn’t going to beat me. I have so many days when getting out of bed, doing the most basic of tasks around the house, even a 5 minute walk to collect my daughter from school, seems like a marathon task. So, even if I feel lousy, if I can, I’m going to just do things. I can still walk, even when I feel like my legs will pack in and my balance is all over the place, so I’m going to just keep doing. For 4 years I’ve kind of lived in fear of what if...I’ve had enough of that. Whatever this is, I’m still here, still managing to do things with my family, still hopeful for the future. And where there’s life there’s hope, don’t they say?
I think the small steps I’ve been taking, as trivial as they may seem, are giving me a mental boost, and I’m hoping the physical boost will not be too long in coming. Doing normal things even when I feel so poorly, beginning my Vitamin supplements, planning family outings, I see as something pro-active – and it’s been a while since I’ve felt I’m doing anything to help myself. And though physically I’m not quite there – well, I’m a long way off actually – anything I can do to improve my mental well-being can only be good for me and my family.
I’m keeping my fingers crossed I’ll be up to another day out tomorrow to the cinema. That would be nice.












You make me feel better just from reading your blog.
I too keep trying to not let this win and with little steps keep making my own little victories. I have to confess sometimes it does win,so then i start again,you are so lucky to have your family around you,what bigger and better insentive is there than Anna.(i'll have to borrow her sometime) You keep at it,cos you're keeping me going too.
Bless you,
Cazza