So lovely to have my Sane Forum friends.
Thank you @Maggie @Teej
I am struggling today, but glad the cleaner came so I got up, opened blinds and did some cleaning and sorting too.
I farewelled my friend, though it was sad not to be able to meet for a meal after the funeral. I felt well acknowledged so it was worth the long drive and I think they liked my talk. My public speaking is getting better I guess.
Came home to letter and phone call about my son. It is devastating and I am very heart weary. The doctor explained the situation more fully. I did not even know that people could be admitted to low dependency units. In my family it has always been straight to the high dependency. High trauma loads. HIs father said he was spoiled, but I know, and a nurse confirmed, that they cant really act that unwell, and that it is "real". The father calls others spoiled and arrogant now, there is no use my expressing my feelings about his behaviours 30 years ago when I left work to help him out. He can see when my son bites the hand that feeds, but not see how much he did that all throughout marriage. I absorbed so much of the dad's grandiosity and rants and raves and inconsistencies. It is what it is.
I have done physio exercises and will go for my walk soon ... ish.
I talk to my son everyday, keep it brief, but eventually told him about friend's passing, as he knew her and her family. He could took it reasonably yesterday. Some of his intensity had reduced to allow for listening to new information. Thats good I guess.