That's why after a couple of long weeks of feeling utterly useless and quite nauseous and alone, I ended up spilling the beans to some people. I spilled to my family and a group of close friends. And you know what? It really has saved me. I have had friends offer to take kids and have brought me cravings (more like "foods that don't make me feel like puking when I think about them") in the middle of the day and I don't know what I would do without those close friends. Us women aren't meant to be 'alone' in our suffering. We need eachother, ya know?
My husband has been a great source of strength. He hasn't complained once that in the last three weeks I haven't cooked more than two or three meals. He hasn't complained that the house is not perfect (oh, what a huge understatement 'not perfect' is). He didn't even complain when he had to resort to the dryer method to 'iron' his clothes the other day. BUT, sometimes the husband isn't around to save the day, and I really appreciate having some really good friends to pick me up. I have always tried to have the phrase "Be That Friend" in the back of my mind to remind me that everyone needs a good friend. Sometimes I need that good friend, and as much as I can, I need to BE that good friend. We all kinda take turns needing help, ya know? My heart goes out to those who have reached out to me in the last few weeks, knowing full well that I may not be able to 'pay them back' in the short term. I am sure I'll get the chance. Hopefully my turn will come sooner rather than later.
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