Well after another sleepless night of tossing and turning I finally passed out at 10am. Terry woke me a couple of times and tried to get me up so I could go to the Drs about my tablets and so I wouldn't miss my appointment with Anita (therapist) but I wasn't having any of it. So I finally got up 2 hours ago and I feel so guilty that I've completely wasted the day. The children will be in bed soon and they've hardly seen me.

I'm so exhausted.

On another note my colds resurfaced again (probably because I'm so run down) and I'm finding it difficult to talk, see and breath.

Poor Terry has been a complete star, he's poorly too and has lot on his mind and yet he still finds time to look after me when I need it (which has been a lot lately) Thank you