when you reach breaking point

savingqueen

ginnyknit wrote: »

I also agree about the things they sell are a waste of money. Poundshops can be a con too, I buy the foam scrubby things to wash the pots and they are 17p in Mr A yet hubby came back with some from the poundshop the other week and thought they were a bargain, you have to be very quick witted to shop nowadays.

Im tired today, to my core, bread is in the oven, de-hydrator is rumbling away and I have another list of needs. I managed to wear myself out by trawling the shops so that my carers allowance could be used for xmas stuff. I did it, all the cupboards are stocked but now feel like going and getting fish and chips for tea - but I won't. I just need a break from the planning and lists and worry.

Im in a huge amount of pain with my arthritis and from looking after DGs this weekend. I love having him and he is my bliss but my drunken neighbours woke him at 1 am Saturday and we had to work very hard to get him to sleep at 4 am( he is on the autistic spectrum so disturbing his sleep is a nightmare).

I just nipped to the corner shop for a tin of cat food :mad: hate running out of things :mad: and there was another neighbour buying his breakfast beer :mad: I would give almost anything to get out of here but there is absolutely no chance, we have tried all options in the recent past. At 53 I feel my life should be a damn sight more comfortable than it is but didnt plan for OH becoming disabled, well how could we. I think I just need a day off. basically Im just pi**ed off xx

Ginnyknit - sorry to hear you are in pain today and had a bad night. Noisy neighbours are the pits. We had the neighbours from hell a few years ago - amongst other things was loud music at literally any time of day or night, cars pulling up day and night too - they had a drug den and brothel in what was supposed to be a HA family house. Doesn't get much worse.

We reported them to everywhere we could - HA, Council, Police and compared notes with the neighbours the other side of "that house" - we didn't like those neighbours much either but I took a deep breathe and knocked on their door and it helped to have a joint effort. We even saw them loading a van with the new laminate floorboards HA had put down! Eventually the police hauled the woman who lived there out in the early hours and we never saw them again. New neighbours are not great, shouting and swearing at their kids but all seems bearable compared to the previous lot. Our local crime map thingy shows crime hotspots and our road shows one right near us - all due I guess to the old neighbours. Our marriage really suffered because of the stress it all caused.

Have your tried to report your neighbours (assuming it happens regularly and not a one off), good idea to keep a log of noise and try and enlist other neighbours to join forces with you.

We would also love to move away - especially for the children's sake but not sure we ever can. DH and I are in deep discussions at the moment seeing if we can hatch a plan to move to a better area, would mean me getting a job, moving somewhere tiny and cutting back our costs further. I worry we couldn't afford a bigger mortgage if interest rates start to rise.

sorry ginnyknit, I didn't mean to waffle on about my woes. Just do the bare minimum today, can you do something really easy for dinner and rest as much as possible?

sq:)

prepareathome

Oh Ginnyknit I wish I could do more than send you hugs and love. I don't have arthritis but Fibro and ME so can understand how the pain is getting you down, its hard when pain is bad and you cannot escape your own body for relief.

Can you budget and plan to give yourself a break - even if its just during the day, maybe a spa or place that does massage, somewhere you can go for a few hours and escape all the worry. You can often get cheap offers for these on Groupon, wowcher, nectar daily deals. Maybe now you have your Christmas presents could plan to use your carers allowance for that. Its not a waste as if you don't look after yourself who will look after hubby, so spending some money and time on yourself is very important. Or is there a carers group near you where you can get some help?

Neighbours I can only add what has been said keep a record and report them. We have a DIY neighbour who at moment has stopped, there is not part of the house he has not worked on or replaced and thinks nothing of sending his family to in-laws so he can work round the clock on it, my poor older son spent his GCSE year studying at library as the noise was to awful for him to work at home. That was 16 years ago but although never done anything for so long again he will suddenly start drilling or banging at midnight quite often. As he owns his home its harder to report him, we are HA.

As hubby is disabled I would be getting on to HA, doctors, social services and any one who stands still long enough about moving to somewhere quieter, not easy I know.

You have most likely thought of all these things and sorry if repeating what you know, but don't know what else to suggest.

Hugs and Love to youxxx

westcoastscot

Ginny (((hugs)))

WCS

GreyQueen

(((((((((((((((ginny)))))))))))))))))))) that's the pits and I feel for you and anyone who has bad neighbours. Far too much of it about, unfortunately. Hope the arthritus soon eases a bit.

I'm wandering around with my head slightly detached, or at least that's what it feels like. I'm a bit feverish and spacey and have been all day, which hasn't been ideal at work. Don't know what's going on but it doesn't hurt and I expect that by tomorrow it will have either turned into something recognisable or have passed.

Any other ME-ers ever had that thing where you're walking along on a hard surface like concrete or tarmac and your poor befuddled nervous system is feeding back to you that you're walking on something spongy like a deep soft carpet? Such a weird thing having your eyes and brain tell you one thing and your feet another.

Ach, have had over 20 years to get used to feeling slightly peculiar at all times, so just have to get on with it.

mardatha

God GQ, thats so weird. I was up in Edinburgh remember having a day oot - and walking around the museum on hard floors that felt like they were bouncing . I had to hold onto the cases that the stuff was in and then went to the cafe. Horrible feeling cos you terrified you're going to fall and make a fool of yourself lol

GreyQueen

mardatha wrote: »

God GQ, thats so weird. I was up in Edinburgh remember having a day oot - and walking around the museum on hard floors that felt like they were bouncing . I had to hold onto the cases that the stuff was in and then went to the cafe. Horrible feeling cos you terrified you're going to fall and make a fool of yourself lol

I am so glad that it's not just my central nervous system on the blink!

That only happened the once, thank gawd, and that was bad enough. My current trick is seeming to have to have my head and my body pointing in the same direction or my balance goes and I nearly fall. I'm talking turning my neck a few degrees (30 or so) away from facing forward, not cranking over my shoulder, btw.

And people wonder why I don't feel the need to take drugs, huh; got weirdness pre-installed. Any nurse doing my obs is likely to end up frowning at their blood pressure monitor and muttering something along the lines of that shouldn't be happening..........

The nearest I ever saw a nurse to having a cow was when I was in A & E one time and they'd had me lying propped up and decided (don't ask me why - I'm clueless) that they wanted to lie me flat and do the b.p. then get me to stand up and test it again. So we did. B.P. dropped 50 points in half a second (I was watching the monitor) the nurse just about calved and told me I should sit down RIGHT NOW!!!!

Kicker was, I didn't feel the slightest bit woozy and I often do when rising from sitting to standing. I think she had the horrific image of nearly 6 foot of GQ falling on the floor and having to be winched back up again. They fetched me a consultant nerurologist who was an absolute scream, and a gaggle of med students who were his comedy sidekicks, we all had a good laff and I was home in time for supper.

I have a very large file at the hospital (sort of twice the size of Yellow Pages). I suspect most of it says !!!!!!?!:rotfl:

ginnyknit

Im much better now after a trip out to a few CS's and a craft shop, had to force myself to walk down the street to the furthest CS and cam back knackered but it was worth it,. I sympathise with all you fibro/ME sufferers it must be so hard with all the symptoms you get. I had something similair for about 2 years after my dad died and had to give up a great job, I had a lot of the symptoms you talk about but luckily it went away as mysteriously as it came.

Sadly the neighbours we have a problem with are friends of ours whom we have helped for years but their alcoholism has moved on a pace lately and I say hello but thats about all now. One year the Mum had no money for presents for her 2 girls and I made them everything, Oh used to do a bit of DIY for her and I taught her to decorate. Booze makes you selfish though, its not a regular occurence luckily but we have had years of it on and off. The thing is this house is perfect for us and Oh couldn't cope with moving so it would be a shame to be forced to go. I will be having a quiet word with the family asap and hoepfully we will get a couple of months of quiet as she will be mortified that she has upset me.

I have a respite day tomorrow -again - :j 1 last week and 1 this week so have meal planned and shopped so I neednt go out at all and can have a days sewing.

gallygirl

GreyQueen wrote: »

Any other ME-ers ever had that thing where you're walking along on a hard surface like concrete or tarmac and your poor befuddled nervous system is feeding back to you that you're walking on something spongy like a deep soft carpet? Such a weird thing having your eyes and brain tell you one thing and your feet another.

No, but I once had my brain telling me one foot was soaking wet and I had to keep looking down to check :rotfl:. It coincided with one side of my face, arm and leg losing all colour and looking odd. Thought I'd had a stroke but it was a type of migraine. Maybe yours is something similar?

I also get headaches which are located about 9" in front of my left eye. Try explaining that to someone else . Luckily I know a few other people who get them. Mind you, they're weird too :rotfl:. Osteopath says it's normal, or at least normal amongst his patients .

Hope it eases soon. If not, will save you a fortune in new carpets .

adelight

gallygirl wrote: »

Thought I'd had a stroke but it was a type of migraine. Maybe yours is something similar? .

I've done that too! I had this wave of numbness over half my face and one arm and felt like I was dragging myself, I ended up calling my dad in the middle of the night. Next morning I woke up with a chuffing migraine. Awkwardly the only thing that makes mine feel better is poking myself in the eyes with my thumbs :rotfl:

monnagran

I've been reading these posts and marvelling at however much you are all suffering you all sound so positive. Makes me feel really guilty about my own rude health which I don't deserve at all. I don't do any of the right things and the day of reckoning must surely be round the corner. As it is, if I get a cold, (once every 5 years) or a slight headache, ( once every year or so), I think that I am D.Y.I.N.G. You all make me feel ashamed. I salute your courage!

Just had an interesting phone conversation with my DS1. I have been doom-mongering and trying to persuade him to start a store of essentials. He has a wife and 2 stepsons and they seem to live from hand to mouth. Tonight he rang up to tell me that - you know what? The world harvests have failed and bread and potatoes have gone up in price since last week. Really, he thinks, we should be buying extra to stock up. There's a thing now, Mum was right again.

However, to his deep joy he found a stash of Wagon Wheels in Mr T's. That's all right then.

The other DS is too wrapped up in his coming baby to deal with the outside world, so my gift to the new grandchild will probably be a stack of essential food. More useful than booties.