Life goes on, last week I was soooo poorly I can't explain. Felt shaky, head hurt and my kidneys felt like they were being used as a punch bag, so my blog, facebook and everything else sort of got ignored.
School is busy too at the minute, I have controlled assessments and exams and still need time with my friends.
School is busy too at the minute, I have controlled assessments and exams and still need time with my friends.
Found a farm on the internet which was listed for rent, when Mum phoned them it turned out that the owner was selling it. Oh well another one bites the dust, well that is what I thought. The owner wants to meet with Mum and Daddy and offer them the chance to rent the farm and the houses before deciding if they want to buy it.
Daddy is still having lots of bad days, not speaking, being really snappy and generally out of touch with all of us, but I can also see positive things too. For instance, he is looking forward to going to the heavy horse shows and is planning which shows the charity will be going to. If you don't know my Daddy you may not be able to understand how hard it is for him to plan leaving the house, let alone going to a show where there are hundreds of people. Because he is disabled moving around is also tough.
Our friends have had a little filly foal and Daddy asks how she is doing every time we speak to Alison. Daddy is definately still locked away in the prison called PTSD, it is just a case of finding the keys and carefully helping him to escape for a few hours at a time. I don't think he will ever be free or truly better but it helps me cope knowing my Daddy is still there.
I think Mum managed to get him to go to the Combat Stress coffee morning this week, which was good and she is taking him to see our friends in Wales tomorrow, even though he doesn't show it, I think he is excited about going.
Tomorrow is pretty special for me too. I have my interview at Moulton College.
Well, I guess I should get on and do some work.
I will be back soon.
Niamh x x x