Wet, cold and miserable

The time of hibernation is not developing the way we had intended. The evening that we returned form my parents we received a phonecall. MIL was back in hospital. BIL and FIL were there so no need for SO to jump out of bed, but as one can imagine he did not sleep well.

His mother is now at home and under close scrutiny of a number of specialists. SO picked them up from the hospital. I could see the strain it is putting on him, so what is a good wife to do? I kicked him out. Well not literally, but I did push so that he would go for a run. Somehow, something to channel that deep deep worry and stress. It kinda worked. We were outside as it was drizzling cold water, but we did go.

It was a 6 km run and we ended up coming home feeling wet cold and at least a different kind of miserable. For me it was good to be moving; to somehow run away from the worry. For SO it does not quite work in the same way, but it was a sense of achievement and it did make him feel a little better. The massage of his back and neck was more relaxing he said. He slept a lot better last night.

The last segment in channeling stress consisted of retail therapy. I wanted to get a fleece to zip into my blue hiking jacket, so it can be worn in winter. Mind you today it is 13°C, so rather balmy warm, but still winter is not over yet. I also bought some lining for my Harris tweed skirt that is now developing from mind to reality. SO bought a suit for work on sale and we also splurged on what are considered to be the forgotten vegetables. We ended up with two varieties of red beetroot and purple curly cale. The latter we will have with soured prawns, a recipe we saw on TV.

Now we are back at home and we are ok. Sure we are still worried about MIL. She seems to be doing somewhat better and as she is our stress levels are reducing as well. Not quite to hibernation levels though.

Enhanced by Zemanta
About these ads

About Gilraen

My blog is simply about my life. I moved countries for the first time in 1993. I lived in the Netherlands, UK and NZ. The initial idea was to keep my overseas friends up-to-date with what was going on in my life. The blog, like me, is always changing and evolving.
This entry was posted in Family, Feelings, Food, Home life, shopping and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

5 Responses to Wet, cold and miserable

  1. Life is tough – you never know whats next. Hope you’re MIL gets on Ok and You sounds like a very good wife. There are times when you just have to take over and doing anything is better than fretting.
    I actually thought of you today because I made the French Fancies. I think I would have been thrown out BUT I made them and will put a picture of them on my blog because they look hilarious but I know they will taste just brilliant!
    Happy New Year to you all.

    • Gilraen says:

      I’d love to see the fancies. Regardless of how they look I am sure they will taste festive.
      As for my SO, I know it was the right thing to do, but he was not happy at the time.
      A very happy new year to you too.

  2. Robin says:

    I hope your MIL gets well soon. Exercise always helps me deal with stress, too. Coincidentally, I just bought some red beetroot and purple curly kale. :)

    • Gilraen says:

      How wonderful that you got the same vegetables. The curly kale is on the stove now. I really really wonder on how it tastes and looks.
      Thank you for MIL well wishes. She is comfortable now.

  3. Pingback: Tradition extended | Gilraensblog

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s