I’ve not blogged for a while. Stuff happened.
In 2014, my husband took a sudden, critical illness. He almost died. Three months in hospital, intensive care for the first month, home with poor mobility and nasal gastric feeding, our lives were turned upside down.
2015 was to be ‘our’ special year. We both turned 60 and were to celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary. We attended a revolutionary outpatient clinic in Glasgow Royal Infirmary which offered psychological and physical support to former intensive care patients and their carers…I had become a carer! It hadn’t really occurred to me, but yes, that’s what I was. No longer a wife, but a carer. Anyway, we both benefited greatly from the course and planned a big party for our anniversary and a holiday to Nashville. My husband was still very weak, but managed and enjoyed both events.
To put things into perspective, we had…
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