Now if you are looking at this post thining you are going to be reading about sex, then you will be sorely disappointed! An anti-climax so to speak!
Anyway this is about the amount of time it takes to get into bed at night. Sometimes I honestly don't think it is worth it as I am lucky if I am getting 5 hours sleep.
You may all be sitting there thinking, well just let her do whatever she does and you just go to bed yourself. I have tried that and it simply doesn't work.
I could be lying in bed drifting off to sleep, when in the background all I can hear is the clatter of Mrs Hero turning on and off the tap, going up and down the stairs, then turning on and off the tap again etc etc. Then when she finally has done all that, it is the turn of the lights.
Finally after expending all that effort, you would think she would be well tired and simply slip into bed. But oh no. I think our bed turns into a bouncy castle, as she has to test that the springs still work before getting into bed. So even if I did manage to get to sleep, I would be at risk of getting catapulted off the bed!
I think the trick has to be to say two hours before I am feeling tired that I am going to bed. Time to get my crystal ball out.....!
Thursday, 5 August 2010
Sunday, 1 August 2010
Room With No View
Like I have already said, I moved in with my “wife to be” very quickly after we started going out ten years ago.
I was living in a flat and she was still at home with her mum and dad when we saw this beautiful house that we knew would be ideal. We took the massive step of getting a mortgage, joint bank account and all the other commitments that go along with house purchases and moving in together.
Come to think about it, her moving in after six months seems like an outrageously spontaneous decision for someone with OCD, but maybe that is a discussion for another time!
I was over the moon. Things were going great and I began to move my modest possessions into our new abode.
Soon after, her possessions came and came and came and came and came……!!! I couldn’t believe the amount of stuff she had! I mean old school books from over 15 years ago?!
So we thought the best course of action was to throw all her stuff in the spare room (after filling the loft) and we would set about sorting through it when we had a bit more time on our hands.
Big mistake!!
The junk (and that is all I can describe it as) remained in that room, and it took up the whole room as well as the loft, remained in the same place from the day we moved in to the day we moved to our new house three years later.
And you will never guess what happened when we moved to our new place! Yep, it has remained in the spare room and loft from the day we moved in, until this very day, another seven years later!
So why all of a sudden has it annoyed me today?
Well a spare room could be just another word for guest room and occasionally we do have guests over to stay. But when this happens, the plethora of boxes that normally take up sole residence of the spare room have to be reallocated throughout the house, finding any possible available space to fit it all in.
Normally, if I can close the door to the spare room and not have to think about it, it doesn’t bother me, but as soon as I have to get involved in moving any of it like I did today, or I trip over a stray box that is sticking out, or I try and remove one thing out of a cupboard and the whole cupboard contents fall upon me, then it really starts to p!&% me off!
So for our next house move, I think I will suggest we chuck all the stuff out before we move.
I guess we won’t be moving then!
I was living in a flat and she was still at home with her mum and dad when we saw this beautiful house that we knew would be ideal. We took the massive step of getting a mortgage, joint bank account and all the other commitments that go along with house purchases and moving in together.
Come to think about it, her moving in after six months seems like an outrageously spontaneous decision for someone with OCD, but maybe that is a discussion for another time!
I was over the moon. Things were going great and I began to move my modest possessions into our new abode.
Soon after, her possessions came and came and came and came and came……!!! I couldn’t believe the amount of stuff she had! I mean old school books from over 15 years ago?!
So we thought the best course of action was to throw all her stuff in the spare room (after filling the loft) and we would set about sorting through it when we had a bit more time on our hands.
Big mistake!!
The junk (and that is all I can describe it as) remained in that room, and it took up the whole room as well as the loft, remained in the same place from the day we moved in to the day we moved to our new house three years later.
And you will never guess what happened when we moved to our new place! Yep, it has remained in the spare room and loft from the day we moved in, until this very day, another seven years later!
So why all of a sudden has it annoyed me today?
Well a spare room could be just another word for guest room and occasionally we do have guests over to stay. But when this happens, the plethora of boxes that normally take up sole residence of the spare room have to be reallocated throughout the house, finding any possible available space to fit it all in.
Normally, if I can close the door to the spare room and not have to think about it, it doesn’t bother me, but as soon as I have to get involved in moving any of it like I did today, or I trip over a stray box that is sticking out, or I try and remove one thing out of a cupboard and the whole cupboard contents fall upon me, then it really starts to p!&% me off!
So for our next house move, I think I will suggest we chuck all the stuff out before we move.
I guess we won’t be moving then!
Saturday, 31 July 2010
You've Been OCD'd!
Let me just say at the outset that I know that what Mrs Hero is going through is probably 1000 times worse than the mental torture that I endure, so whatever I post here is not trying to demean anyone or trivialise OCD. It is just me trying to make light of situations to try and get through.
I thought it wouldn't be very good reading, if there is anyone reading lol, simply to list all the things that are OCD related that Mrs Hero does. So I thought I would discuss them as and when they push me towards breaking point. That is to say, most things happen everyday, but depending on my mood, they don't always push me to the verge of insanity.
So what annoyed me today?
Has anyone seen the Tango advert, where the guy belts the other guy over the face and then the talkover guy says, "You know when you've been Tango'd!" Well it is a bit like that, except I can imagine the talkover guy saying, "You know when you've been OCD'd!"
No, no, no Mrs Hero doesn't belt me over the head. But we could be walking up the stairs, then all of a sudden, without any warning she will stop, walk back one step, then carry on up the stairs. But it doesn't have to be the stairs, it can be along the pavement, in the supermarket, anywhere.
Once I go crashing into the back of her, the talkover guy shouts out,"You,ve been OCD'd!"
Now I know, to anyone who has no experience of the effects of OCD, they may be thinking, big deal, what is the problem? But believe me, when it happens time and again over a long period of time, it becomes very wearing.
I don't know why this severely annoyed me today. Must have been the side of bed I got out of or something! We were going to the shops, the door to the house was open, all she had to do was walk through the door, down the steps and into the car. I was walking behind her, keys in hand ready to lock the door behind us.
But oh no!
We were walking towards the door, when all of a sudden she stops in the doorway. You think I would be used to it by now, but there is simply no way of predicting when it will happen. I went careering into her almost sending flying down the five or six steps outside the front door.
Not the best start to the shopping trip!
I thought it wouldn't be very good reading, if there is anyone reading lol, simply to list all the things that are OCD related that Mrs Hero does. So I thought I would discuss them as and when they push me towards breaking point. That is to say, most things happen everyday, but depending on my mood, they don't always push me to the verge of insanity.
So what annoyed me today?
Has anyone seen the Tango advert, where the guy belts the other guy over the face and then the talkover guy says, "You know when you've been Tango'd!" Well it is a bit like that, except I can imagine the talkover guy saying, "You know when you've been OCD'd!"
No, no, no Mrs Hero doesn't belt me over the head. But we could be walking up the stairs, then all of a sudden, without any warning she will stop, walk back one step, then carry on up the stairs. But it doesn't have to be the stairs, it can be along the pavement, in the supermarket, anywhere.
Once I go crashing into the back of her, the talkover guy shouts out,"You,ve been OCD'd!"
Now I know, to anyone who has no experience of the effects of OCD, they may be thinking, big deal, what is the problem? But believe me, when it happens time and again over a long period of time, it becomes very wearing.
I don't know why this severely annoyed me today. Must have been the side of bed I got out of or something! We were going to the shops, the door to the house was open, all she had to do was walk through the door, down the steps and into the car. I was walking behind her, keys in hand ready to lock the door behind us.
But oh no!
We were walking towards the door, when all of a sudden she stops in the doorway. You think I would be used to it by now, but there is simply no way of predicting when it will happen. I went careering into her almost sending flying down the five or six steps outside the front door.
Not the best start to the shopping trip!
How It All Started
So how did I get myself embroiled in the world of OCD? And why didn't I run a mile!?
Well, my beautiful wife and I started going out ten years ago. At first her OCD wasn't noticeable, or maybe she kept it well hidden! Within six months of getting together, we moved in with each other. Well, why hang around!
As you can appreciate, you can't hide things nearly as well when you are sharing a house with someone, so her OCD began to suface.
I was at a loss as to what to do. How do I approach the subject? Do I just come straight out with it or do I be more underhand and subtly leave some OCD leaflets about the house or something like that?
Eventually, after she couldn't get the bedroom light off one night, I just came out with it. When I say couldn't get the bedroom light off, I mean it was flicked on, off, on, off, on, off etc etc.
I can't remember her putting up much resistance to what I was saying and she even made an appointment with the doctor. When she got refered to a community specialist, I thought we would have the "problem" sorted in no time!
The specialist, I don't know if he was a nurse or what so I'll keep calling him the specialist, came every week for about six weeks. Each time, I would leave them to it and do something else. Except towards the end, when he wanted a chat with me too. During this session, we were reviewing how things were going and my wife (we'll call her Mrs Hero) suggested that she felt she was getting a little better and the sessions were working.
To say i nearly fell off my chair would be an understatement. I was totally shocked because I was seeing no tangible results whatsoever. This was the first sign that things weren't going to go as smooth as I initially thought!
After the six weeks were over, the specialist disappeared, never to been seen in our house again and we were left to get on with things on our own! No planning, no follow up sessions, no program of action - nothing!
Looking back, I don't think Mrs Hero's symptoms (don't know if that is the correct term) were nearly as bad are they now. So the help I needed back then would be even more appreciated now!
Well, my beautiful wife and I started going out ten years ago. At first her OCD wasn't noticeable, or maybe she kept it well hidden! Within six months of getting together, we moved in with each other. Well, why hang around!
As you can appreciate, you can't hide things nearly as well when you are sharing a house with someone, so her OCD began to suface.
I was at a loss as to what to do. How do I approach the subject? Do I just come straight out with it or do I be more underhand and subtly leave some OCD leaflets about the house or something like that?
Eventually, after she couldn't get the bedroom light off one night, I just came out with it. When I say couldn't get the bedroom light off, I mean it was flicked on, off, on, off, on, off etc etc.
I can't remember her putting up much resistance to what I was saying and she even made an appointment with the doctor. When she got refered to a community specialist, I thought we would have the "problem" sorted in no time!
The specialist, I don't know if he was a nurse or what so I'll keep calling him the specialist, came every week for about six weeks. Each time, I would leave them to it and do something else. Except towards the end, when he wanted a chat with me too. During this session, we were reviewing how things were going and my wife (we'll call her Mrs Hero) suggested that she felt she was getting a little better and the sessions were working.
To say i nearly fell off my chair would be an understatement. I was totally shocked because I was seeing no tangible results whatsoever. This was the first sign that things weren't going to go as smooth as I initially thought!
After the six weeks were over, the specialist disappeared, never to been seen in our house again and we were left to get on with things on our own! No planning, no follow up sessions, no program of action - nothing!
Looking back, I don't think Mrs Hero's symptoms (don't know if that is the correct term) were nearly as bad are they now. So the help I needed back then would be even more appreciated now!
Welcome
Hi Everyone!
Thanks for taking the time to visit this blog. The reasons I have set it up are purely personal, but if it can help people along the way, then all the better.
So let me set my stall out straight away. If you had asked me 10 years ago what OCD was, I would have probably said that it was a type of TV or something equally wide off the mark!
Indeed ask me now and I would probably not be able to tell you what the parameters of OCD are or the best way to deal with it etc.
However, I do know the severe impact it has had on my wife and how that has then affected me, over the last 10 years and how I have tried to minimise its impact .
Indeed, this very blog is my latest attempt to relieve the pressure valve and provide a release for my frustations. It may also substitute for the other pressure release mechanism I have been relying on recently - alcohol.
So if you know of someone close to you who has OCD, then hopefully my ramblings will be of comfort to you so you know you are not alone. Indeed if you suffer from OCD yourself, you may find my experiences interesting as someone close to you may be feeling the things I am feeling.
Finally, there may be other OCD websites or blogs out there on the net and I am in no way trying to replace or copy them. Like I said at the top, this is me trying to cope, living with someone who has OCD, whilst not giving myself liver damage!
All the best.
RH
Thanks for taking the time to visit this blog. The reasons I have set it up are purely personal, but if it can help people along the way, then all the better.
So let me set my stall out straight away. If you had asked me 10 years ago what OCD was, I would have probably said that it was a type of TV or something equally wide off the mark!
Indeed ask me now and I would probably not be able to tell you what the parameters of OCD are or the best way to deal with it etc.
However, I do know the severe impact it has had on my wife and how that has then affected me, over the last 10 years and how I have tried to minimise its impact .
Indeed, this very blog is my latest attempt to relieve the pressure valve and provide a release for my frustations. It may also substitute for the other pressure release mechanism I have been relying on recently - alcohol.
So if you know of someone close to you who has OCD, then hopefully my ramblings will be of comfort to you so you know you are not alone. Indeed if you suffer from OCD yourself, you may find my experiences interesting as someone close to you may be feeling the things I am feeling.
Finally, there may be other OCD websites or blogs out there on the net and I am in no way trying to replace or copy them. Like I said at the top, this is me trying to cope, living with someone who has OCD, whilst not giving myself liver damage!
All the best.
RH
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