Good day from an overcast East Sussex. (I’m posting this again because the first one disappeared!)
I can safely say that this morning, I appear to be over the latest spell of fatigue; or DDDE as I called it last week.
For the last ten days I’ve been statinless. But I battled with my brain fog before realising that I do actually have three (not two) places where I keep my pills.
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The bottom drawer of the bedside cabinet.
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The pill tin.
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The space in between the chair and the table next to it where they often fall down. Grrrrrr.
Any way, I enclose an account of my adventures almost exactly thirty years ago. It shows the person I was to the person I am now. (That’s the MS link.)
I wonder what I’d be doing now if the beast hadn’t trodden all over me?
Best wishes, Steve.