Slept fitfully and had to ask Richie to get me some THC, which helped me get back off to sleep again.
Despite the disturbed night today has been a good day, watched Football and saw Bolton beat Birmingham, then we watched rugby and saw Italy beat France, first time ever.
Later on Wales beat Ireland then had a pleasant shower and sat in the front room with my darling Richie and the dogs.
Richie made some delicious leek and potato soup, which was very good, nice to have soup instead of a big meal.
All in all a relaxing day, sometimes, like today I find myself desperate to do more, how I wish I could do something more than just sit.
Felt very sad that this is it for me, glad I am alive, but wish so much that I could be like everyone else and be oblivious as to what will cause my death.
Hate feeling like my body is being slowly squeezed of life, can feel it more and more each day, which is not easy to live with.
It really is not, in fact it is bloody difficult to be aware of what is happening and remain calm, and I do not know how I manage this most days.
But somehow I do, we, Richie and I think that having to cope with living with my parents has helped me, putting up with them has given me the strength to try and cope with MS.
