Thanks Kitty.

It's hard to accept that you cannot work any longer. I remember when I told my older brother, he started crying. I had to soothe him and assure him it doesn't mean I'm dying. We come from a family of very hard workers. Our dad worked until he was in his late 80s and only because we had to take his keys away because he was getting lost in his own town that he had lived in for decades.

I might find a way to do volunteer work a few hours a week. It's wonderful what you do here on NT.