Some days are better than others. I know everyone knows what I mean by that, because everyone has experienced the feeling. The difference with me is that on my GREAT days I have the energy to go to lunch with my Mum and maybe do some grocery shopping for an hour or so. After that, I’m exhausted, can’t breathe and can barely get myself out the car and in the house, but I do manage, somehow, and then I sleep, just to recover from my 2 or 3 hours of “activity”.

My BAD days are completely different. Those are the days I can barely get out of bed. Im guessing you’d be perfectly happy to spend the day in bed, but what you have to understand is, I’m not lounging in bed, reading or watching tv- catching up on my favourite series and relaxing and unwinding. I’m in bed because I physically don’t have the energy to get up. These are the days I battle to even lift my hair brush to my head. These are the days I have to eat yoghurt because it’s too exhausting to chew. These are the days I live through so that after 2 or 3 weeks of these days, I can get one great day: Lunch and grocery shopping with my Mum.

Don’t feel sorry for me, because I love those days. I may not be changing the world or be the high powered career woman I had once dreamed I would be, but I’m me and I’m getting out and doing what I enjoy when I can, spending time with my best friend whilst being surrounded by food! When was the last time you were able to do that?