I had a little bit of a late night last night (midnight), but I slept well and didn’t get out of bed until almost 9.30am, so you wouldn’t think I would be feeling so completely exhausted today – but I am.
My wife wants to get on with the tiling in the bathroom (which I was supposed to finish by my birthday on 15th May, and which I have made absolutely no progress with in the weeks since my birthday), and I just feel unable to help her. I consider going to the allotment to do some pottering around, just to get me out of the house and doing something, but I realise that I haven’t even got the energy to do that.
I do manage to take the dog out for a couple of stumbles around the village hall field (my walking is still not great), but that’s about the extent of my efforts today.
I have a fair bit of tremor in my left side again, and muscle weakness in my arms, combined with muscular tension and cramping, is making me so uncomfortable that I self-medicate with some cannabis this afternoon – its the first time in many months that I have felt the need to do so during the day.
I rustle up a ratatouille style vegetable dish (with some of our outsized courgettes from the allotment) to go with the pasta bake that we are having for dinner, and manage to run the vacuum cleaner around downstairs.