A year ago today we moved in to our new home, up to this point we had been living in a double room in a shared house so we were very excited. Contrast that to the fact that in 10 days time my beloved partner will have been away from me, in a minimally conscious state, for 9 months.
I constantly struggle with the fact that Covid gave us 3 extra months (original surgery postponed) but also prevented me being there to help with his recovery.
What I struggle with more than anything is that I know nothing, I'm scared of the future and I'm still sad every day.
I hope all you lovely people are ok and getting on as best you can.