Still trying to make it through this incredibly demanding week. The first doctors visit is done. It went well but that is not the important one, where we are going to discuss treatment options. We haven’t had that one yet.
My husband is busy getting ready for the quarterly report and I have been busy researching targeted therapies. Neither one of us slept well last night. This leads us to mountain/mole hill problems.
Whenever I need him to help me with something around the house, even if it is small, I freak out, especially if he cannot help right then and there. I think it is just a psychological thing, where I subconsciously panic with “what am I going to do if he is not around to help me”. “How am I going to do this by myself?”
He is stressed and is working hard trying to prepare for the report. He does not need me freaking out about automatic blinds. The problem can wait but it just feels so freaking important.
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