That when the stress slows down (it hasn't, believe me, it hasn't) carers can often become ill.
I sat down yesterday and wrote a note to myself.
First, see the dentist and have teeth cleaned and checked.
Second, see the doctor about those odd bouts of elevated blood pressure, the palpitations, the shakes, hyperventilating etc.
Thirdly, see the physio to finish fixing all the bone and muscle stuff from three years ago.
Then half my back molar fell off and rolled around my gob so I tore up the list in case I mozzed myself in other ways.
Good news is, the dentist is going to pour concrete over what's left in the manner of Chernobyl which should give me another few years of use.
Bad news is, it will cost $200 and my current financial status - $5.31 in the bank, $2.58 on Visa.
I think I'll try a post-dated cheque and begging for mercy.