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8/7/2014

 
So much for thinking I was going to go to sleep tonight.  It's now 0200.  I have reduced my email inbox from 1400 to 456 and in the process, discovered some unexploded bombs that I need to answer.  A publishing company has approached me to discuss my blog, which is all very flattering, but if I'm going to publish, I'd rather do it myself.  Not that I probably will - it's good just to write it.

My shoulders are very painful so I've taken some more drugs - the pain wakes me up in the small hours, which is most annoying as I find it difficult enough to sleep at the best of times.  Anyway, worse things happen at sea, I'm told.

The tennis on Sunday was absolutely splendid - although I wanted Federer to win.  Had a lovely lunch with friends beforehand, and then we steeled ourselves to watch the match.  Much shouting was committed.

I had a pyjama day today.  When I wake up at a good hour, my routine is to come down, make coffee and read the papers on my iPad.  Mostly, that works and I'm ready for the day.  Sometimes, as today, I fall asleep on the sofa instead of reading the papers, and I can be asleep for two or three hours, which means I find it difficult to sleep at night.  Another cardinal sin is that I use my iPad in bed - bad light for going to sleep.  The only other thing is that I'm reducing my aripiprazole, so that may be having an effect.  Or maybe I just miss the window of opportunity, when the drugs are starting to work.  Whichever one it is, here I am.

I see that the NHS bigwigs want us to pay to see our GPs, or taxes will have to go up to pay for healthcare.  I assume people like pensioners and those who don't pay for their prescriptions will be exempt - or will they?  Once again, the Government asks the poor to pay for Government mistakes.  And don't get me started on welfare reforms.  I recently had to fill in a 46 page questionnaire about my health, and only 2 questions related to mental health.  I did have the chance to add a personal statement at the end, so I ranted a bit, which made me feel a lot better.  Needless to say, I've heard nothing.

I shall now try to go to sleep!








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    I spent 16 years in the RAF defending the Free World , then got bunged out unceremoniously for being bipolar.  I and was subsequently diagnosed with PTSD.   Funny old world, isn't it?

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