Rubbish day

This has been a rubbish day.  Nothing to do with Ash or the family but everything to do with the other two main aspects of my life.  The hardest thing is not being able to come home and talk about it all which is exactly what I would have done in the past.  I do know that he might not really have been listening to what I was saying but he would have pretended to and he would have given me a shoulder to lean on and that's what I miss.  It's very hard being a grown up on your own.

Anyway tomorrow is another day as they say and at least I have discovered there are dementia services in Lincolnshire including the Dementia Friendly Support Service run by the council.  I found this by accident and would love to know why we weren't given any indication it existed back in December or even when I went to see the 12 year old GP a few months ago for some little white pills.  No-one has spoken of it and I'm beginning to wonder if it's actually a secret society.  I've now contacted them so watch this space for more information.