Aw Smile thanks so much for the warm welcome back. Yes once family always Family I always say to.
Plus you sure are right do I ever have alot to update to those of you that remeber me.
Ok lets start at the begining or where I was when I was last here.
I was diagnosied with fibro in 1996. I lived in Ontario Canada. I am a registered practical nurse. I ran a sucessful foot care business from my home in Ontario for 12 years part time . Lived in a small village the type where everyone knew you. lets see I guess I lived in that area 21 years my goodness along time.
I have 3 sons all grown now. Oldest is 25 Middle is 21 and youngest is 16 will be 17 in January of this year.
When I left Smiling about 2 years ago now my life was not happy and I just couldnt put my finger on it. With fibro and meds good heavens. Plus the stress and being miserable and not being able to make it better. Now thats frustrating as we all know and takes some time to work out.
But I slowly began to figure my life out. I had been on meds that made me in a fog for about ten years. I actually remember telling the docotor it was like I lost ten years of my life now thats scarey. Then changed to meds that kinda made me wake up so to speak.
Thats when I started to question so much of my life and why was I banging my head against the wall and being miserable.Nothing was getting better no matter what I did.
I suppose the turning point for me was trying to explain all this to my mother. Who validated what I was feeling. Then all of a sudden I was able to do what I needed to do.
See part of me was feeling guilty as I had been married once before my oldest two boys are from my first marriage. So to say this one of 18 years was no good was a bitter pill to swallow. Plus my youngest son from this marriage was a real handful to look after he was rather abusive verbally to me and disrespectful. Not constantly but enough. Plus he is a child that can really confuse people as some would say he is a lovely boy and well mannered. Unless you were the one to discipline him then that was a different story. So he did not help with my unhappiness stress or fibro.
It seemed to be a constant struggle to stay a jump ahead of him. Plus his father just didnt support and help as he should with him. I think he wanted to but no matter what I did or how it was explained it never seemed to work. But now he lives with his father and now maybe his father will start to understand the handful and concern he is.
So I seperated from my husband of 18 years Nov 16 2007.
Although I tried very hard to get the man to understand and he just doesnt get it. But apparently some of his family are getting it now and understand what I was putting up with.
So on June 27 of this year. I walked away from all I knew. I moved to Alberta some 3 thousnad miles from where I have lived all my life.
So at 50 years old I am starting over again.
Hm maybe I will get this done in two big posts LOL.
Hugs Dee