Now home since the early November it seems my health has taken a nose dive, read my profile. Every day is different, I'm awake now, feeling sleepy but know I will not sleep for a long time.
Would I do this again if I was given the chance, don't think so, it's not when you die that is the problem, its how you die, this treatment has changed my life for ever it seems, something that may have been hinted on but something that no one wants to tell.
Nine months ago I was riding my motorcycle, building a huge garden fence around our property, but how I feel now, both physically and mentally is hopeless, if things don't start to get better soon its down hill all the way, at my age its hard to replace what you lose.
But looking on the bright side of things I seem to get some sort of weird pleasure when I start to wobble or fall asleep in some strange places, my wife isn't amused though, insists she drives everywhere, spoil sport she is.
Our dalmatian still climbs up on me and a sniffs my breath which is creepy, should I be worried about him, or is he worried about me?
Tomorrow is another day, what happens is anyone's guess, but despite my doom and gloom, life is a wonderful gift and i will enjoy it.
