Hello Readers...... It is Sunday - for those who have followed me for some time, you know I am a creature of habit on a Sunday. I get the Sunday paper, a little 'cake' come home and read aforementioned paper, eat the little cake, whilst drinking tea and generally 'take it easy' (isn't that what Sunday is for?)
Today is different.
As migraine sufferer I know what it's like to get / endure migraines. This morning my mum had one. She's never experienced one before so it was quite a frightening experience for her. The pain combined with the vomiting, combined with the eyesight loss.
The traditional role of 'care giver' was reversed. (This isn't the first time I've been there for my mum - I was there for her as she fought breast cancer, helping her to get by on a daily basis. From showering and getting dressed, to measuring out the 'bag' attached the the drain re her lymph glands!)
Anyway re her headache. I drugged her up and put her to bed in a dark room, with the air-con on and a dark wet cloth over her eyes. Took the phone off the hook and did my best to make her comfortable.
As I write this it's about 2pm and she's feeling better thankfully.
So today, instead of having a 'little cake' and a read of the paper - I assisted my mum, by doing her laundry, washing up, cooking of lunch, preparation for dinner. The 'usual' things I do anyway as I'm an adult as I wash my own clothes, do the dishes and cook. However my mum was most thankful for my assistance today. I think it was probably the drugs I pumped into her. All the same it's nice to have someone say thank you once in a while.
As for the rest of my day. I've been head down arse up reading Uni work, writing notes on what I have read and looking at what the hell I have to complete to be on track for this week. Oh and making my fathers lunch! Cause well..... yeah we won't go there.
There's a huge storm brewing, so I'm now off to take the washing in off the line.
That's all I've got.