November 1, 2008 by debala
This past week has been an extremely bad week for me emotionally. I’ve been wavering between crying my eyes out, to wanting to bite someone’s head off (anyone’s head, doesn’t matter who), to wanting to make someone else cry. The sad thing is, it’s not going to get any easier for me till after the new year.
See this, the time of the “holidays”, was my late husband’s favorite time of the year. It was cool enough for him to work comfortably outside (he was a bricklayer). Then there was the whole hoopla about decorating for Christmas. It started the day after Thanksgiving and he’d sit for hours just watching the lights. Personally, I haven’t been able to bring myself to decorating since he died.
Anyway, in 2005, right around this time, the end of October/beginning of November, he started having more problems breathing. So we made an appointment with the doctor. His oxygen level was in the low 80s, so the doctor sent him to the ER where he was admitted. While in the hospital they discovered a mass in his lung. He came out of the hospital on 24/7 of oxygen and the visits to find out if he cancer began. He had a PET scan done by mid December, and then on December 26, 2005 we found out he did have cancer, it was advanced and hospice should be called in. We just didn’t know for sure what kind of cancer was killing him. It was either the return of his esophageal cancer or it was a “new” cancer, lung cancer. My husband decided to not find out. He was gone from this world on January 16, 2006.
Since his death, I’ve had an extremely hard time dealing with “this” time of the year. I want to crawl into bed, pull the covers over my head and not come out until next year. But I can’t. So, I have to muddle through the best I can. I’d love to be able to afford some depression medication, but without health insurance I can’t right now. It’s taking every fiber of willpower I have to not run to the store and buy up as much chocolate and ice cream I can. I did beg a Reese’s PB cup off of my neighbor though. Not bad considering I wanted a whole bag! I settled for one.
Grief is one of the hardest things to get through. It can hit you all at once, or like mine, it comes in these huge waves where it floods everything around you. Right now, I’m in hurricane season.