Today, I'm going to do a little complaining.
Yesterday afternoon, I had to say good bye to someone, not a close friend, but someone I doubt I'll ever see again. That was hard. And today, I have to let two friends know what's going on. That's hard too.
And then I've discovered that on some days, I can't get anything done. I'm either just too tired, or I'm having trouble breathing. Goes with the disease of course, but I do have my list of stuff to get done, and at this rate, some things are not getting done.
I've also noticed that bedtime has changed. I used to go to bed after eleven, never before, then it was by ten thirty, now I'm ready to go at nine thirty. I get very tired. I'll have to check with my hospice nurse and see if this too is part of the disease.
So, today isn't one of the better ones. Thank the Lord for my wonderful DH. He's willing to sweep the floor, take care of the dishes and eat micro wave meals. Unfortunately, that's what he's going to get today. Now, on to those letters to friends I don't want to write.