Feeling Better and a Trip to the Theatre.

Well I feel a darn sight better than I did last Sunday. The new tablets seem to be working and as the week has progressed I'm feeling better . The horrible morning shittyness has gone and I'm able to get through the day without having to have a lie down .

I had to better for this weekend as yesterday I was able to use my Christmas present from DD . A ticket to see 

This . 

My lovely DD took me on the train to the Palace theatre in Manchester ,which is only a stones throw from the railway station. Before the performance she took me to a lovely Italian deli where we had lunch .

This was the 25th Anniversary Performance of Les Miserables and it was fantastic . Very moving .

I saw it about eight years ago when DD treated me for my birthday but this new version was even better than the first. It was a lovely day out and did me the world of good .

I'm hoping to get back to my spinning and knitting now and keep my fingers crossed that I'll continue to inprove .

Riding a Rollercoaster .

Sorry for not blogging for weeks but since my old enemy , Acute Anxiety , reared it's ugly head just before Christmas I've not really felt like it .

The past few weeks have seemed like a Roller Coaster ride of emotions.

We layed my beloved Bobby to rest on the 5th of January in the middle of a snow storm. I bet he was sat on a cloud with a big grin on his face , looking down at us getting frozen.

Since then I've been trying to come to terms with it all . My days have been mixed , some good some bad . For anyone who hasn't suffered from this complaint it's very hard to explain . Tiny things get blown upout of all proportion in your head , each one building on the other till your emotions spill out . My good Doctor calls it wall building.This last weekend has been a nightmare . I seemed to have had a good week but Saturday morning it proved to be wrong . I had a major Axiety Attack which lasted all day and once again I ended up in A&E but this time I was referred to the duty Psyciatrist . After a long talk with him he is going to refer me for councilling. Sunday and Monday I had two more strange attacks and I thought I was going mad. Papa Bear managed to get me in to see my Doctor and DS No 2 came over to take me . The Doctor has put it all down to reaction and he's given me some more tablets . I've spent the last three days on the settee resting and I'm glad to say I feel a lot better , though still very tired.I should get my appointment to see the councilor soon so my head will get sorted . I've been through this twice before and as my DD says I'll get through it again .

With the help of my good family and some very dear friends I hope I can .

On a lighter note we have a lodger . A four legged one .

My DD went down South on Sunday to start 20 weeks training for her new job and not wanting to put her little dog , Maggie , in kennels for that long we agreed to have her for part of the time .So Meg has got a playmate for a while. They get on well to gether and whilst I've been on the settee they have kept me company . Maggie has curled up beside me whilst Meg has been curled up behind my legs so I was nice and cosy . You can't beat animals when your feeling down .

Hopefully I'll get back to regular blogging again really soon .

New Year .

Happy New Year to you all.

Unfortunately mine hasn't had a very good start . Better start at the beginning.

The weekend before I lost Bobby I had the father and mother of a Panic / Anxiety Attack and ended up in A&E because I frightened the living daylights out of Papa Bear .Suffice to say they weren't much help and packed me off home with two paracetemols and " Go see your GP on Monday ".

We managed to crawl through the weekend and I saw my GP Monday morning. Fortunately I got in to see the Doc who's seen me through my past breakdowns and I didn't have to do much explaining . He reckons it had been building up for a while and asked how I'd been over the past month . After a long chat he figured the bad case of Novemberitis I blogged about was warning bells and I hadn't heard them .He  put me on a course of tablets I've been on before and have to see him again on Monday .

I managed to get through Christmas with my family and seemed to be getting a bit better , I even managed a trip to see my Sister-in Law . But for some reason I began to feel low again yesterday .

This morning saw me have another doosey of an attack which just wouldn't go away . As out of hours doctors aren't much help Papa Bear rang my very good friend Ambermoggie and between them they managed to scrape me off the ceiling .Amber has a very soothing voice and managed to get my breathing under control to which I am very grateful . After I'd calmed down me and Papa Bear went for a walk on the park near us and touch wood I'm still quite calm.I'm hoping it will last but it's comforting to know that Papa Bear is here and Amber and Mr Mog are only at the other end of a telephone . With there help I'll come out the other end of this .