Tuesday and its been a rugged night, I’m tired of typing that, but that is how it is. My partner goes off to work and I go through my morning pre getting up routines and rituals. I linger in bed trying to get myself together and eventually get myself up for breakfast and more Olympics. My task for today is going to the dentist to get my next crown put in, I’m hoping that this goes well so I can rest in the garden for the afternoon.

It doesn’t. I get to the dentist after having a shower and feel so shit that I postpone the new crown for a week and go home to rest. My sarcoma referral appointment comes through. It feels like it is all pilling on. I write a couple of things but end my evening on the patio with a glass of red wine and a lit chimenea. Why not. Night meds, finish blog and then I go off to face another night.