If I were to go to the Wellness Community for an interview to be in a support group (Yes, my husband has pancreatic cancer. Yes, it sucks. Yes, I have to deal with him and my dad. Yes, I am caught in the middle. Yes, I worry that it won't work out with my dad and I'll be running around seeing him, working and trying to help my husband----that is my current and worst scenario. Yes, my husband will use his cancer to drive his agenda hard and get whatever he wants. What I want to know is: what is it that I don't know that I need to know? How wretched is my life going to get if I think running around and tending to my sick 'boys' is my worst nightmare?), why would I feel more stressed and confused when I was finished?
My aunt says it's okay if I start overeating to reduce my stress. She says I can always lose the weight.
You are still sleeping and resting a lot. You wanted to go walking at the mall and return some clothes. Then it got late. I tried eating some king crab legs while you 'rested' some more. What a mess. Crab and shell pieces were flying everywhere. Thank God no one was there to see me (except God, of course) with all that stuff sprinkled across the table and in a circle around me on the floor. Geez! I'm not eating that again. I broke two crab zippers and am amazed I didn't puncture myself.
I hesitated to tell the interviewer I am already worrying about loneliness and the wisdom of retiring this year. When I did, she said I didn't have to think about either of those today.
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