On Christmas Day my brother had another complication and set back and was rushed into the operating theatre but for various reasons they need to operate again tomorrow.
So my Christmas was pretty suckful and worse for my brother.
There were lots of tears and hugs and time spent at the hospital and somehow we managed to eat some Christmas lunch and open a few pressies. Then it was back to the hospital again today before driving home.
Then tonight after all that, I had my (recent) ex-boyfriend over for dinner and we did some heavy talking and the same challenges were there, although in a way it felt right to be talking.
It was probably not a great idea to add ex stress on top of family drama but I will survive.
I work tomorrow and then have 12 days off. I was planning to go away to a hippy festival over New Year and let my hair down but now I’m waiting to make a decision.
We did have some happy news, although it was overshadowed by my brother’s illness and will need to be celebrated and honoured properly at a later stage; my sister and her partner are now engaged (TMI – I’m the eldest of four and only one boy in the mix).
Life is full of ups and downs but it seems harder on days associated with fun, giving and family.
I sincerely hope your Christmas was better than mine.