Today I contacted the manager at DHS by text message, asking for the number of the new case manager, no issues, I just realised I didn't have a contact number.
I have returned home from an 11 hour day of work to find a message written by my husband that contains the number for the case manager, that she is not back until Monday and the number for some trauma counselling.....I want my brain to have a day off too! Every second I get the chance I am searching www.realestate.com.au I don't know what this is going to achieve, but I feel so helpless. I have never felt like that before....oh ok, when the twins were born I did! Actually that was worse!
Sleeping is restless, I feel strung out, like I've had too many coffees, my concentration levels are low and my psoriasis has gone crazy. Some days I wake as if I never slept. The other day I tossed and turned so much in bed I whacked my head on the corner of the beside table....Geez it hurt.
But apparently there are no health effects from the methane, there will be no claim based upon trauma......so it doesn't matter, just another thing, along with the methane that we have to learn to live with.
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