I keep getting comments, or emails, or phone-calls, in which people say I am wonderful, so, because I find this ‘wonderful’ label uncomfortable, I have decided to come clean about how wonderfall I really am:
- I didn’t go with Husband in the ambulance yesterday because I wanted the hospital staff to see him the way he was without my interference
- I didn’t go with Husband in the ambulance yesterday because I was sick and tired of everything
- I didn’t visit Husband in the hospital today even though I was supposed to bring him a toothbrush and a shirt
- I didn’t visit Husband in the hospital today because I couldn’t, couldn’t, couldn’t be bothered
So that is exactly how wonderful I am – ha!
I rang Husband this afternoon and said I’d be in tomorrow morning and he was initially disappointed (he was also unsure of where exactly he was, which was unnerving for him and me), but eventually he was okay with me going in tomorrow.
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