A good report I think. Maybe the light at the end of the tunnel isn't a train afterall. My depression is doing well, although I keep waiting and wondering when it will take me down again. I try not to think those thoughts.

I don't think my car has set still a whole day for over a week. We have a place up here that has every kind of pizza you could ever want. Some I have never heard of before. Macaroni pizza?? Never heard of it either. The really good thing is they have a salad bar. I made a wonderful salad and topped it off with Ranch Lite dressing. It was yummy.

My car is on auto pilot for going to WalMart. I just head it the right way and away she goes. Ten minutes later I'm there. I have gone to visit my mom and sister, and and I still have an issue about them not calling, sending a card, or anything when I was in the hospital. My mom has been great, but my brother, sister, and two grandkids who are old enough to drive and have good jobs, so I know they could have at least sent a card. This hurt me very much.

Anyway, back on a good note. I went shopping in Old Town in Chicago. I will be paying for that for a long time. Since I lost so much weight I needed jeans and tops. It was a busy day and lots of fun, but everyone fell asleep on the way home so I had to drive.

It seems like I'm enjoying things more. Went to the beach once and had a good time. My smallest grandkids went with me there. Ages 4, 5, 6, and 8. They were good, however, their mom doesn't believe that.

I would like to share something with you. It's not the topic on this board, but all of you are people I see most every night. My hubby has always been a kind man and very gentle. The other night he found me sleeping on the couch instead of my recliner and he drug me across the floor the whold lenght of the living room. I don't know if there was something sharp my arm dragged across or what, but I have torn and a deep cut that runs from my elbow to my wrist. People have asked me why I didn't get stitches. The reason I didn't go to the ER is because there would have been a police report made. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I did have pictures taken of it.

Thanks to all that read this. You're suggestions and friendship was 50% of the reason I came out of this darkness. I'm not leaving. Depression is lurking too close for that. I will continue to help where I can, and if I need help I will post it.

Thanks a Million.....Good Luck To All......WW

Its nice to hear when people finally see the light at the end of depression you deserve it

take care
trg247

Hey WW, How's your arm? Make sure you use antibiotic ointment and if the skin around the cut gets red and hot, SEE a Dr. please...
What does your hubby say about the injury?
Have a good night/day.

Since this is the first time he has ever so much as raised a hand to me, I didn't file charges. Tonight we had a talk and I made it clean that if he ever touches me in anger I'm calling 911.

I have always advised other women who have come to me with this kind of problem to get out or make him leave. Then get a restraining order. It never gets better, it only gets worse. I don't seem to be practicing what I preach. I go to the dr tomorrow morning at 10, and unless I dress like it's December she's going to see my arm. I never lie to my dr. How can she help me if I'm not truthful?

Well, all is quiet here for the night so I guess I'll read a few more post and head to bed. I really appreciate the replies. Best wishes and Good Luck.....WW

:wave: Hi W.W. happy to hear all of the fun you had...but I am wondering....what is this about your husband??? did he just out of the blue grab you and drag you across the floor?? I have been in abusive realationships and once they slap you or knock you down there is a 99% chance they will do it again...Was he drinking and doesn't know what he was doing?? hate to tell you but your going to have to tell your doctor...and possbily the sheriffs will be called...this is a tough call I know....my heart goes out to you.....STAY STRONG!!!

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Thanks jojo for the nice reply. Further into my post I said we had a talk and I told him if he ever raises his hand to me in anger, I'm calling 911. You're right, once it starts, it only gets worse.

There is so many things I don't understand. We have been together 35 years and he has never done anything like this. He wasn't drinking that night. The only thing I can think of is that my depression is getting better and I'm going places and doing things. I'm not kidding myself, next week could be terrible. I am thinking maybe he feels useless because I not longer need him to do things for me. I'm a little more independant. To me, i think it's his chance to do some things he missed when I was so sick. Like I said, the depression could get bad again very fast.

The other thing is we come from a big hispanic family. Most of his realives are dead now, but I write to his aunt in San Antonio, TX as often as I can. She's a retired school teacher andd 89 yrs old.

As I said in my former post, I can't hide this from my doc unless I dress like it's december. She will see it and she will ask what happened. I have never lied to her because if she's going to make me well, she needs to know all the facts. I will let you know what she says tomorrow night. Thanks for you reply. It means a lot to me........Take Care....WW