I’m feeling very low at the moment, probably (in part) due to a lack of motivation that I’m having great difficulty in overcoming, and also (I think) because my voice has been giving me trouble again. I decide that I simply must get off the sofa and get out of the house for an hour or two, so I get into my car and go for a blast in the countryside, just for the hell of it.
After a couple of very pleasurable hours, I return home and attend to more important matters. My voice has deteriorated significantly over the last week or so (following a review of my neurostimulator settings, almost three weeks ago, which had, initially, improved things) and I had promised the DBS speech therapist that I’d drop him an email to let him know how I was getting on – so I send him an email apprising him of the current situation, and asking his advice. While I’m at it, I send an email to my London neurologist to ask what progress (if any) has been made with obtaining exenatide for me – she told me that she would chase it up when I last saw her in mid-February, and I’m getting just a little impatient…