Hi all, frustrating morning.
I was going to go see my friend in Southampton today - I made it all the way to the train station and then I couldn't get on the train. I felt (and still do) terrible, my head felt like it was full of peanut butter and I stopped being able to understand what was happening around me. So I had to tell him I couldn't go and so I head on home.
But now I just feel crap. It feels like moments are being stolen from me. In the context of my situation is was the right thing to do, but hitting this brick wall makes me feel like a slave to my condition. I've been really pushing it lately mind - gone back to the gym/work/playing the violin. I find it very hard not be tough on myself.
Constantly comparing myself to before the stroke seems to be an impossible cycle to break!