Nov 18, 2008
I have had a lot of time to do some thinking since I broke my foot last month. I have been trying to sort out the life that I have now that includes disabilities. I honestly have no clue what I am to do or think. I have always been the one to solve problems, or help out those in need. Now it is me that can't solve the problems anymore, and as much as I hate it I need help. Actually I need the help for my husband, he is stressing so much trying to make sure everything gets done. He works 8 hours a day, tries to keep the house clean, the laundry done. He cooks dinner but he loves to cook, but he cleans up from dinner, and he takes care of me while I am laid up with this damn broken foot. We nearly had a an argument last night, we never argue. If anyone knows of any resources for temporary inexpensive housekeepers in the San Diego, CA area please let me know. I am to the point that I am so depressed I am thinking of seeing if I can be put in the hospital for awhile so he would have a break from me.
I have been taken of Trazadone & Nortriptyline without being wheened off and put on a new medication and had my Cymbalta dosage increased. I am getting migraines every day. Maybe it is just the stress. I go to the Ortho. Dr. this Thursday the 20th to get the results on the progress of my foot and how it is healing. Either way I know I still have at least 6 to 8 more weeks in a cast.
I just can't write anymore right now. I am tired, my head hurts.