Fighting

...whilst I stand idly by and take photos. That's the way to do it.

Me - fighting symptoms. Go to bed utterly shattered, then wake umpteen times in the night. Apparently, that is a known symptom of both of the two possible things that this THING could be. Problem is, I've been averaging 2 or 3 decent nights sleep a week for months. The rest of the time, no matter how tired I am, I wake up, around 3 am, then around 4,30, then again around 6. Then when the alarm goes off at 7, I am exhausted, but I have no choice but to crawl out of bed.

However, a very lovely phlebotomist took two vials of blood from me today and she did it so well that I hadn't even realised that she had put the needle in. Nice lady. More impressive is there is not the slightest bit of bruising on my arm either and normally I bruise badly after blood tests.

Busy day tomorrow. Been a busy and intriguing day today. A happy son though, who has seen his Dad and has plans for next week too. Happy me in that other decisions have been agreed too, which means that the right thing is going to be done. I'm glad. No harsh words, just an honest conversation. Funny that.

Interesting times.