When was the last time.......

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DCLane

Found in the Yorkshire hills ...
I almost never cry. Apart from the one I've put below I can't remember any before it for years and years:

My last time was on the final couple of miles of LEL this year, after 900 miles riding on hardly any sleep with damaged right hip and Achiles. I'd only aimed to get as far as Barnard Castle because of the injuries however I was about to finish AND in a quick time.

That wasn't the cause ...it was me remembering that my 13yo was the only person who'd believed I could finish and had not raced at Assen (European youth tour) because he wanted me to ride LEL instead and we couldn't do both at the same time.
 

MrPie

Telling it like it is since 1971
Location
Perth, Australia
It first started when MrsPie and I took our 2 young kids to se UP, the movie. Mrs Fredrckson’s funeral scene had me blubberin. And I’ve been a big softie ever since.
Last time: My 89 year old Nan passed away a couple o months ago and I shed a tear as I was carrying the coffin in and again when we spread her ashes next to my dear old Papa, who died a couple of months before my son was born. Explained to my 10 year old daughter that crying is not a sign of weakness and absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. It is a demonstration of the love, respect and care for others.
 
Today. Quietly.
It's bad enough having a stroke at 41 and not being able to stand up getting dressed without falling over, having my glucose and blood pressures bouncing all over the place, missing my girls and the mutt and being stuck in hospital. I could even forgive the staff missing me on the breakfast run yesterday.
But I was moved onto the stroke ward today just as the tea lady was doing the rounds. No tea for me. When I got to the stroke ward I discovered that their tea lady had just finished her round.
A nurse took pity on me and offered to make me one.
Half an hour had passed. I lay back devastated that I'd been forgotten about and a tear welled up.
Over a brew. :blush:

Mum visited and walked me over to the cafe later :smile:
I cry too easily, and I tried to offer you some help a few months ago - which makes it feel personal - ... so take this for what it's worth ... but

Your story made me cry. I'm sorry you are going through this, on top of everything else.

As a cryer, I may have some useful insight. Years ago, I was unpacking some groceries, and dropped a jam jar on the floor. It broke, and I was left a sticky mess full of broken glass and jam and I burst into tears. I paused and said to myself "It's not the jam, why are you crying?" and it took a few minutes, but worked out I hated my job. Really hated it, btw, while managing not to notice.

It won't take you long to know why you were crying ( we can all make a guess), but it wasn't over a brew.

Explore your feelings as you recover. Find out what support the hospital can offer you - individual counselling, psychiatrist, group sessions or just coffee gatherings if that's all you can find.

I've got a couple of friends who had strokes at youngish ages. They've recovered to the point that I can't tell it happened, and they report 90+% recovery - so it's a setback, but hopefully you will be back with your family soon.
 

Electric_Andy

Heavy Metal Fan
Location
Plymouth
I hadn't cried for 15+ years, until 2 years ago when my Gran died. I still didn't properly cry as such but there was a fair amount of leakage
 
Today. Quietly.
It's bad enough having a stroke at 41 and not being able to stand up getting dressed without falling over, having my glucose and blood pressures bouncing all over the place, missing my girls and the mutt and being stuck in hospital. I could even forgive the staff missing me on the breakfast run yesterday.
But I was moved onto the stroke ward today just as the tea lady was doing the rounds. No tea for me. When I got to the stroke ward I discovered that their tea lady had just finished her round.
A nurse took pity on me and offered to make me one.
Half an hour had passed. I lay back devastated that I'd been forgotten about and a tear welled up.
Over a brew. :blush:

Mum visited and walked me over to the cafe later :smile:
:hugs:
 

Vapin' Joe

Formerly known as Smokin Joe
@jefmcg Yep I think it's been the whole train ride leading to a train wreck thats brought about the waterworks.
The physios say they expect me to make a full recovery in time :smile:
Glad to hear that. When you are at your lowest point it is the normally insignificant little thing like not getting a cup of tea that makes you crack. The big stuff can often be coped with with a stiff upper, but it's that last little straw that breaks you. Good luck with making a full recovery.
 

And

Fun sponge
Location
DE4, Derbyshire
@jefmcg Yep I think it's been the whole train ride leading to a train wreck thats brought about the waterworks.
The physios say they expect me to make a full recovery in time :smile:
I hope so, I really do.

As for me, I had a little weep about 2 months ago as I drove away from the hospital where my wife had just had surgery for the broken jaw she received caused by being hit by a myopic car driver.
 

Firestorm

Veteran
Location
Southend on Sea
Week before last when I held my Grandson for the first time.
Then two days later when my daughter said they were thinking of naming him after my Dad....

Which the didn't in the end, which is fair enough...
 

Dave7

Legendary Member
Location
Cheshire
Aged 70 now.............I have for many years occasionally gone through periods when I feel a good cry coming on. This might last a day or several days. During this period something will set me off**. Could be a film or talking about "the good old days", almost anything.........after that I am back to my normal manly/don't cry self :smile:
**I don't ever have a big boohoo sob session......just a few tears.
 

MontyVeda

a short-tempered ill-controlled small-minded troll
Many years ago whilst watching Million Dollar Baby... the story line was a bit close to home and it let me shed some tears I'd been holding back for a good few years. And yes, it was a big boo-hoo sob session.

I'll occasionally get the walnut chin and a couple of drips watching a film or TV show... usually in moments of extreme niceness and friendship... but that's not really crying, that's just reacting to heartfelt script.
 
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Bazzer

Setting the controls for the heart of the sun.
Earlier this year.
My Mum had two strokes, one in the street and another about 24 hours later in hospital. After the second one she looked to have given up the fight for life and I thought when I left her for the night with my sister I was saying goodbye to her. As it turned out, the fight came back and she is still with us.
 

Fnaar

Smutmaster General
Location
Thumberland
Last night, after I FaceTimed my daughter. Many of you will know she had a very serious accident earlier this year (and indeed, you were so generous in sponsoring my summer ride to raise money for a charity connected with her accident). She showed me how her injuries were getting on. After we finished talking, I was bawling my eyes out :cry:

But I cry really easily ... not really (apart from above) over serious stuff, but if I'm on my own, and watching some soppy programme, the waterworks will most definitely be on! When my kids were younger, they turned it into a game to see if dad was crying as we watched whatever film. If they said "Dad's crying!, and wasn't, I would immediately start to!!!
 
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