A Chocolate Binge

After Margaret's very unhappy and confused start the rest of Wednesday went quite quietly until after dinner. We have for many years been steady drinkers of Australian cheep wine but since Margaret's illnesses have progressed we have cut back quite a lot. Normally we share a bottle of wine over dinner and watching TV afterwards. This evening Margaret wanted more wine and I said that she had had her normal amount and she got very upset. First she called me a liar and other less complimentary things and of course Mr Cool here did his block. Margaret ended up raiding the fridge and filling her glass from the cask of white wine, which we use occasionally, spilling a large quantity on the floor and leaving it for me to clean up!. I told her she was on her own and stormed of to bed. Of course I had to go back and sort out Margaret's medication. Anyway we retired to our respective bedrooms not talking. Margaret slammed her door shut but I left mine open to make sure she was OK.

In the morning her door was still shut so I had my breakfast and took Louis out for his morning walk. When I got home Margaret wheeled herself into the kitchen and proceeded to make her breakfast but nearly lost the lot when she tried to wheel it back to the bed room. I carried her tea, water glass and medications back to her room but she was still ignoring me.

I went shopping and when I was out bought her a large hazelnut milk chocolate bar. On return I offered her morning tea and a biscuit which she refused. I was still upset and feeling very depressed. These arguments really get me down so when I have my morning coffee I had four big chocolate biscuits. I spent the rest of the day resting and watching TV - the Winter Olympics and Australia winning a Gold Medal. I cooked sausages and mash with onion gravy and green beans and peas. Margaret was not hungry and ate a little mash and half a sausage. Louis has sausage and mash for dinner today.

Afterwards I offered Margaret her chocolate bar but she would only have a small piece so I ate about half of the bar. Fortunately Margaret's mood improved and although she went to bed early she was quite quiet and friendly.

I should point out a couple of things. Margaret's tolerance to alcohol has dropped considerably since her illnesses have got worse and she becomes aggressive and has a tendency to fall over more frequently. I restrict my intake to the same amount as Margaret. I also have Type 2 Diabetes which i manage by diet and exercise which Louis helps out with. Four big chocolate biscuits and half a large chocolate bar are more that I have eaten in at least for years and total more that my normal years intake. My blood sugar readings weren't too bad this morning considering.

When I think of chocolate binging I think of Dawn French as the Vicar of Dibley going on a chocolate binge after her boyfriend dumped her. I think it did help a bit with my depression.


Today Margaret is back to normal so we will probably go out to lunch later.