well thank you Mon I must say I missed you buggers

 can't get the smile off my face.   welcome back from us too Dave.

Hey davo...good to read your words....^5s Mate Dave

Welcome back you "old Fart" Good to read your comments again. Keep well

thanks fellers

Welcome back Dave06
Good to read your input.
Remember to take it slow and steady tho'
I have learnt that the hard way!!!!
Have suffered from Meniere's Disease for the past 5 years and in January my body TOLD me that I was doing too much and there was too much stress there as well.
I have been on sick leave since the start of February and with time and a change of medications it is levelling out (not going away )  My specialist is not sure when I will return to work but at least he thinks we are heading in the right direction
Barb

I sympathise with you tottally Barb, we all seem to think we are invincible but our bodys tell us different, I have had a few run ins with the black dog as well as other illnesses but was able to sort of deal with it but when the brain completly turns against its owner then all hell breaks loose I found myself having internal arguments between the left and right hemisphere, quite amusing to be able to sit back and listen to the fighting until another part of my brain told me that this was me, very strange feeling and apparently quite common amongst the over stretched I have cut back on my work commitments, 8 hour days for me from now on, my phone regime has been dragged back to reasonable hours and I have attained the highest point that I can reach as a counselor through extensive study so more delegation is going on there all I can say to all and sundry is dont let happen to you that which happened to me, I was like a hand grenade, spraying all those close to me with schrapnell when I went off "Wilfy" was the catalyst, I struggled to keep him alive for the last twenty winters, the bugger wouldnt eat or drink for anyone else he just wanted to die after the loss of his wife, the winters are always the hardest times for our frail and that is when I am at my busiest no welfare agency or department gives a toss about these people but bend over backwards for the bludgers of this world, the world is mad when I found him dead my world just imploded, it hit me like a size ten boot in the gut, I worked so hard to keep him going and to give him quality and quantity of life that when he went he took a bit of my life with him, he was a war hero, a damn good freind and a mate to all that new him particularly at our home and yet died alone, just not right

Dave, remember the good times and celebrate life. You can't take responsibility for the loss of your mate. Unless you have capabilities we don't have. It was his time. I was very young (teenager) when I first met the black dog, and didn't even know what it was. At that time my family didn't understand it either, and no one supported me through it. It's our choices which make our quality of life and how we live it. In spite of them I've survived and achieved some goals I am actually very proud of. Towing a caravan around the country is only a little thing. Giving always feels good - to the recipient and the giver. Who gives to you? Three cheers for Dave's return - hip hip................ HURRAY! We all have a story to tell. We have all done things we are proud of, and not so proud of, but life goes on, and we have survived thus far. Let's celebrate survival. Cheers Chris