**pulls back the cobwebs**
What can I say? The days are inching past with no letup nor pause and neither do the MS bits. The hands are still numb, the will is still there but the legs are still weak, the days are still too long and the nights are endless yet still I accomplish little of note.
It's sort of like being in prison, I suspect, but without the under floor heating.
These guys are in prison
and check out the chick lol
I haven't mowed the lawn lately or gardened barely at all in weeks, the last lot of the summer veg is sitting in the fridge for the second night waiting to be cooked and I need more MS-sized nana naps.
Well, a girl has to power down occasionally if she's going to keep looking her best. Eh.