Borders

Are all looking great.

Today B’s friends from his school days visited. They were in his first band and the ACF together. It was loud, a lot of laughter and they clearly enjoyed themselves. Just such a shame that it was a few days too late for B to enjoy, not having seen them for three years. It was way too much for him. 

Everything seems to be harder. Just moving from bed to wheelchair, or taking his meds is a huge, time consuming effort. The doctor comes tomorrow, and I am pinning everything on him seeing the whole, and not just one or two symptoms. I’m hoping for a miracle.