Hi
My husband Ian is still in hospital and we don't know if he will be able to walk or be in a wheelchair. He was 57 last week.I too feel like I have no life. I travel 20 miles back and forth to the hospital each day, and on at least 3 days, twice.
I do pilates on a Thursday morning which is a release for me and sometimes a go for a coffee with freinds.
I yearn for our old life as we were both so active, swimming, walking and travelling. I cry when I think back and don't know where this will lead but I pray for Ian every day and want him back home. I get so lonely without him but I too will have to give up work to be his carer. Life is so unfair.
Maureen