We arrived home mid afternoon yesterday after another uncomfortable journey and I was soon reminded that I was back at square one, as I was greeted by all the things that I was banned from doing for the next six weeks. At this point I was wishing I’d not bothered with any Christmas decorations this year, even my half-hearted attempt to ‘get into the Christmas spirit’, is now another item on the list of things which I need to ask for help with to remove.
I’ve been awake for a while now, trying to plan how I can get through ‘Day One’ without losing my mind. I need to take things one day at a time, so if I can get through today then I stand a chance of getting through tomorrow. I understand that I need to (and must) ask for help, but if I can just do ONE THING each day which I can count as an achievement, then I stand a chance of making it.