Well Bloggets, here I am, as abnormal as ever. I went to bed
early, wanting to sleep, as really was exhausted. As I put my head to the
pillow, I began to toss and turn. My heart beating faster and started to feel
sick and anxious. Desperately wanting, wishing, to sleep, like normal people
coming to bed before midnight?
After one hour I still couldn’t sleep. Oh my chest was
getting tighter and my body was becoming more uncomfortable. I felt as though I
was lying on a park bench.
The bed was becoming harder and I was getting dizzy in a
dark damaging depression. I couldn’t sleep, knowing my Husband was walking the
streets of the US. I hate it when he is in a country where by I go to bed and
he is not safe back in his room.
So here I am, in my sitting room, listening to the soft snow
tap against the window.
I had to climb over the three dogs to get here, trying not
to stand on any of their little bodies. Not wishing to kill them?
All of my insomniac friends seem to have the luxury of sleep
tonight, as I have just gone on line and not a peep from anyone.
I don’t know now if I will be training today if the weather
is really bad? You are not supposed to take your guide dog out when it is icy
or snowing, but having said that, when you have a child at school, you have to
take them. I remember those days too well. Oh they were awful. I really
struggled to know where the path was and the road started. The route I took
went along a massive country cycle track and there were fields at each side for
about half the walk. Just after and before the roads. I often found myself on
the way back from school, or on the way to get my child, in the middle of one
of the fields. It was so frightening. No one had it in their hearts to ask if I
was OK, or needed help, but I am a strong believer in what goes around,comes
around.
Those were really bad days I would hate to ever have to repeat.
For those who go to work now and have to use public transport, I feel for you
all? Colleagues don’t realise the pressure we go through to get there and back?
The worry if the bus will not turn up or the train will have to let you off at
another stop as there is snow on the tracks elsewhere, or lines are down, and of
course, as a blind person, you will not know the route from where ever you get
dropped off?
Well about sixty eight hours before my Hub back home to me
and its sixty eight hours too long.
I am going to stay up until he lets me know he is back in
the hotel safely.
He is in Sanfransisco
and walking across the Golden Bridge today, as he has a day off. He fly’s home tomorrow night, well, half home,
as he arrives in London on Tuesday morning so the day after tomorrow and
working in London on Tuesday staying overnight and working on Wednesday then
home late on the Wednesday evening.
Teen will be exhausted this week, as he has revision every
night this week at school. So after school, he will do at least two and a half
hours and time he gets in, it will be almost six. So a very long day for him.
There are some very odd sounds coming from outside. I don’t
like them. Sounds like someone is trying to get in? I will go and put on a
light and see if that scares off whatever is making such a fuss out there.
Hope you have a great Monday? Sending warm hugs. Xxx
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