I felt rested and motivated when I woke around 6am. My mistake (I think) was going back to sleep and not getting up until almost 8.15am, at which time I felt fatigued and robbed of any inclination to start crossing items off my “To Do” list.
I’m ashamed to say that I spend the majority of the day sitting on my backside responding to several messages on social media and reading the news on The Metro online and Twitter – although I do manage (as usual) to take the dog for her walks this morning and this afternoon, and I also have a go on my motorised cycle.
My voice is shocking at the moment – slurred and indistinct – it’s just as well I don’t actually have to talk to anyone. Tremor seems well under control, dystonia and dyskinesia are no worse (but no better) than usual. Muscular stiffness and weakness aren’t troubling me. My mood ain’t great, but I put that down to being irritated by my own inactivity.