... this is a topic of discussion that was much talked of ... in the early days working with the crisis team from unexpected quarters and not the MHT ... on the shock of how my husband was to pass away ... And comments to over the festive period which were of no help ... I will not go into detail ... on those ... at present ...
Whilst I was able to contain certain cleaning chores until the final days ... where time was taken up elsewhere, instead of living ... it would be obvious of dust build ups etc where access was eventually difficult ... Yet again today ... I was cleaning my toilet and visions of all those programs who portray toilets of those who either are unable to clean or to get mended ... Ours was OK ...
Duvets ... household linens ...some of the items I have already mentioned ... access to space on counters ...white goods ... healthy eating ... animals roaming in and about of some of the homes portrayed ... research needs to be spent on this part of the mind ... my husband was seeing dirty as clean ... and clean as dirty ... and so much more said or not said ... I still have so much to process to this day ...
- of how it crept up ...
- the never ending shunning ...
- the mis-understanding
- the consistent bad words
- Social exclusion ... that was beyond words
- Prejudice
- No-one getting the ulcer smell was not conducive to husbands feelings
reducing our quality of life to so much ... to non existence
The surrealness of seeing my home disappear ... along with my late husband ...
Home is sanctuary for some and some it is not ... therefore my process in recovery needs this to be taken into consideration ... which unfortunately is not always the case ...
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