Tomorrow I have to go to my dads discharge meeting at grafton, aka hell, (also he shouldn’t of gone there in the first place but diamond bitch made sure of that). For new followers who don’t know my dad got assaulted and nearly died and has had a severe brain injury, anyway, he has been away home for six months now and he just needs to be back home with his family, there’s not more rehab they can do for him it’s just going to take time for his brain to recover. I feel as if I haven’t even lived this year. I’ve just been sleeping, travelling and sitting in intensive care etc.. This year has been so full of illness, hospitals and death, it really has been the most awful year and I’m so drained from it all, it really hasn’t helped my CFS if I’m completely honest, I don’t quite understand how I have made it this far through the year, I guess my brain has gone into automatic mode and been blocking things out to just get through it.