here at respite

we got to respite safely. after therapy this morning we came back to our parents and chilled out for a couple of hours. Therapy always drains us and we always need time to decompress afterwords.

we stopped for subway on our way home. i wanted to get a beef and cherisso melt but they were out of cherisso. then i asked for chicken, cheese, peporoni and south west sauce on italian bread. they were also out of peporoni.

I did end up getting a sub though and had my lunch when i got back to mom and dads. it was delicious.

i left to go to respite at 4 PM. the taxi was late picking me up and the traffic was hectic. but eventually we got here and we’ve been settling in. we had dinner, which was nice. a lovely roast dinner with all the trimmings.

i just finished unpacking and filling out paperwork. every time i come i have to fill out the same paperwork, but its not that much, just a property list has to be filled out, and my plans for the week have to be written down and then they both have to be signed.

now i am just chilling out watching the soaps on tv and i plan on going down to the day room to have a nice cup of tea in about half an hour.

carol anne

Author: Carol Anne

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

12 thoughts on “here at respite”

  1. Well, in my younger days there were a few that I watched. They were: All my children, Ryan’s Hope-which was about and Irish family living in New York-General Hospital-one of the few still around-The Young and the Restless, and One life to live. We also had a rather weird one back in the 1960s called Dark Shadows that had a vampire in it.

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