Hope today has been kind to you all, and apologise for my ranting, I so need to get it off my chest to people I know understand.
After another night struggling to sleep, I got up went into the kitchen and caught the cupboard doorknob on my wheelchair, tried to reverse, to no avail, went forward and ripped the door off its hinges!
As you can imagine, floods of tears, with hubby saying don’t worry I can mend it. Whilst he was busy mending it, I thought I would be useful, and make him a cup of coffee. Tried picking the cup up, the the contents all over the work surface, so more tears.
Everything mended and cleaned up, but I have felt like s***e all day, and soooo guilty, which I know is silly, cos all of it was an accident.
I b*y well hate ms, and just wonder what is the point of trying so hard jusfor each day to be the same old se, at the moment even my sense of humour has deserted me.
I hope now I have got rid myself of my rant, I will be able to sleep at bedtime.