I won't be at Woolfest

Just to say I won't now be at Woolfest. 

The " Black Dog " of depression has sunk it's claws in my back and I can't budge it .

I am heartbroken

I hope you all have a wonderful time and by lots of goodies .

See you all next year X

I'm still here.

Just to let you all know I am still around. 

I've just been through a a few weeks of the vilest depression I've ever suffered.I definately do not want to go through that again. I won't bore you with all the details but I felt awful and completely lost.

I had two more visits to A&E and on the second one I met the most wonderful psychiatric nurse I have ever met . He was sympathetic but firm and sat and talked to me for over an hour . The result was he has jumped through hoops to get me on the list for councelling. What a star he's been . He convinced me I wasn't going mad and that all the things that I was going through was perfectly normal for someone getting through a bad bereavment, but it will be an uphill struggle

I had a two hour assessment last week , which did me the world of good and am due another one this Thursday . I've been put through as  priority case so hopefully help is in sight .

I've come on in leaps and bounds this week .My goal is Woolfest next week. I do so hope I'm well enough.Some of my emergency medication will be reduced by the end of the week and I'll be able to drive .

Sorry it's not been a very colourful jolly post but I just wanted to put all my readers in the picture and that I've not deserted you all.