Had a very nice lunch out - thanks to Sam and Jenny - and then a friend popped in to see me. I was out at drinks last night as well, so it's been quite a social weekend. I seem to be sleeping well - mostly - but have the odd disturbed night. I've just bought some new memory pillows - they're a bit hard at the moment, but I swear by them for a good night. The old pillows were very much past their use by date.
Busy week coming up, including a car valet, which is long overdue. I'm also seeing my psychologist who is helping me with my nightmares - so far so good.
This is a bit short as I have friends coming this evening, so I shall resume tomorrow.
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?