Thursday, 15 November 2012

CUBA

So, the gang are 37,000 feet in the air with Virgin on route to Cuba and here I am, at home, typing on my computer! Why? Because I had so many problems hit me all at once.
 
Edinburgh Steiner turned out to be a nightmare school.  I have to say the main problem was Chloe's main teacher who is the most manipulative woman I have ever had the misfortune to meet in my life.  I took Chloe out 2 weeks ago after realising this was NOT the place for my girl to live out her school years.
 
Dad, well he has been diagnosed with the onset of dementia.  He scored pretty low in his test and my GP, who is wonderful and honest, told me truthfully that it was not a good score.  He is to go for further tests on 29 November as there are different strains of dementia and I am praying it is not Alzeheimers.  His memory (short term) is atrocious and it is a very worrying time.
 
My brother, well he has been in and out of hospital the past few months.  At first gangrene was suspected, then we all started worrying the cancer was back, finally, he has been told it is gout.
 
Having Chloe at home is tiring.  I am home schooling and she is being tutored by a retired P7 teacher whom my mum teaches sewing to but it is very, very hard home schooling a 13 year old girl.  Ruaraidh is jealous Chloe is at home and I am trying to explain to him she would much rather be at school but there is still friction between them.
 
So all of the above, plus my bipolar bringing in the depression prevented me going to Cuba.  I am absolutely devastated.  I have raised well over £4,000 and was so looking forward to trekking the Escambray Mountains with my best partner and Canyon mate, Mandy.  I received a beautiful daffodil necklace which lights up from her today.  I have to admit, I cried.  I have cried a lot lately.
 
Then to top it all off, I phoned Chloe's prospective school and because I am applying for a part bursary, I will have to wait over a week for the enrolment interview as the bursars do not meet until next Friday and there is obviously no point in interviewing us unless a bursary is available.
 
Chloe told me there must be a "reason" that I have had to stay at home and that perhaps I might have broken my leg had I went.  It did not cheer me up but I understood where she was coming from.
 
I guess I just have to plod on and I will feel better about things, soon, hopefully.
 
Life is not that great just now.  I think the only thing that is preventing me having a complete melt down is the amount of medication I have to take for my illness.  I guess that is something to be glad about!