Still languishing from my weekly migraines, grief for Maureen, and bewilderment/hurt/anger at my ex gf, and also from isolation from someone who really seems to understand my plight. My free time is spent in isolation trying to get my post concussion syndrome symptoms under control with pain meds while trying to live a normal life. This means being cooped up In the house trying together the rest I need to stop the headaches during most of my free time. Just like the period following Maureen's death,I've come to start dreading the weekends for the mediocrity and tedium they bring from being cooped up in my house all day.
And of course I cannot help but think about the precious times with my wife all during these times. Still waiting for that light at the end of the tunnel.