It’s all change here at the moment. Our CPN is leaving and isn’t being replaced, for us at least, for a while. We’ll be fine – we always are, it’s what we do best – and we still have our psych but change is disruptive and endings are sad and ugh.
Having found out the plan we told our daughter when she came back from a day of interviews. Her immediate reaction was that we’ll “get worse” – we won’t, and we’re fine, but she doesn’t like change or goodbyes any more than we do. She was soon distracted by the promise of cheese and ham toasties which, along with pizza but she came home too late for that, is a go-to everything is ok food. I should suggest that to MH Crisis Teams – “have you tried a nice cup of tea and a round or two of cheese toasties?” – as part of their spiel.
In other changes, the first of the adaptations to our house has been done with the second due to be done this month and a third happening tomorrow afternoon. We can’t remove the risks totally but we can mitigate them and that’s what we’re doing, slowly and grudgingly cos this isn’t how we imagined living but hey ho – we can see the benefits and are hugely grateful to the people who have made it all happen.
And that’s about it. Life goes on, we keep plodding, we’re ok. And that, in our opinion, is a win.