Huge hugs down the line to you

About two months ago my parents rung saying they’ve bad news, my grandpa wasn’t well. (Dad’s dad) The docs sent him home asap after tests & investigations etc. He’d been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. That day i booked my flight and flew home the following day. I got to say my goodbyes to grandpa as no one knows whether he has a day or a month left. No one can do anything for him now but make sure he’s not in pain.
My other grandpa(mom’s dad) was acting a quite odd so we took him to the doctor’s. More tests, more doctors…He’s got Alzheimer’s.

Then I tried to book my finals for college & presentation for January only to be told that I cannot do it, I’d have to repeat 2 years out of 3 because I’ve been gone from home so long, records lost, legislature changed, other excuses… I won’t lose another 2 years doing what I’ve already done so gave it up altogether.

About then I think I got into a massive fight with BF as I wasn’t happy lol and we broke things off.

Went to the dentist to get your standard check up before returning – had to get urgent tooth surgery as a nerve died inside my front tooth& the infection ate away the root&bone. So then I had to delay my return. I don’t think I’ve done anything but sleep& read for about 2 weeks. I couldn’t eat and I my face was so swollen I couldn’t recognise myself in the mirror. The surgery healed well so i was allowed to go about my ways so I decided to come back even though then I thought I’d have to start fresh, move etc.

I did come back of course I’ve been here so long I can hardly imagine being anywhere else. Himself made the first step and we got back together. Very happy now altogether.

So then I came back to work as well, only to find my manageress in bits, she’s had a back scan and had to go off to get back surgery.
Even now I’m still stuck in work up to my eyeballs, I’m doing her job and also mine’s + have to work Saturdays as well + overtime.

And then, just a couple of days after our 8 year anniversary bf left home to go to work as always. Kisses hugs and off he went. Minutes after that I got a call from an acquaintance saying that someone’s rang him saying that bf has been in an accident & he’s coming to pick me up to take me over. (bf was driving my car that day). Those were the longest 20 minutes of my entire life… Basically he was minding his own business driving, two cars approaching were chasing /speeding only God knows what they were doing. 1st one almost scraped him, second one severely into his lane, he had to steer to avoid impact and then lost control of the car, skid off road, flipped the car & hit a metal fence before the car was brought to a full stop. The other 2 drivers didn’t even bother to stop or call an ambulance.
He was very lucky, someone up there must love him very much. He hasn’t any broken bones or punctured organs but he’s banged his head quite a bit, a lot of soft tissue damage, badly bruised, glass stuck underneath his skin… I won’t go into any more details but I’m not a bit happy with the investigations he’s got done in the hospital so he’s going home soon enough for more tests. He wasn’t even able to get out of bed, dress himself, go to the loo by himself for a week and he only got painkillers & antibiotics. And it took the hospital 4 days to get him into surgery to remove the pieces of glass that had severed his veins on his left hand. I was only allowed to take 2 days off work to mind him, get him to the hospital and doctors but all our friends stepped up and I had a ‘boyfriend-sitter’ everyday for a week. He’s recovering now, he’s slowly becoming the man I know and love but it’s soooooo hard. I’m finding it so hard to cope with all of it myself, none the less have the patience he needs of me now. I’m dead tired & have the flu & haven’t been able to rest a single day or night since the accident. I’m trying to tell myself to get a grip and step up now that he needs me most, sometimes I manage other times I fail miserably but I haven’t given up quite yet

So this must be the longest comment in the history of blather but I felt I need to share, maybe someone here can relate and help me pull myself together…
And I’m really sorry about the length and also if I upset anyone at all it was the least of my intentions