Wednesday, third day of the conference. It is a good day, full of excellent presentations and thoughtful discussions. I am left very tired but pleased that I am now stronger in managing the reality of my situation than I was at the last conference. At the last conference I came to the end of the conference in a distressed state thinking I would not see the people there again. This time it was not an issue. I am driven home, for which I am very grateful, and get home tired and drained. I unpack, eat, watch football and the last Doc Martin. Finally, I take my night meds and draft the blog. Of course, my day has been much fuller and stimulating than the above indicates but I am far to spent to elaborate.