It has been a while since I last posted on here, I would apologyse to you all - but chances are theres no one to apologise too! I mainly write this for myself to be honest, its a kind of therpy for me, helps me organise my crazy life and thoughts into one simple post (if only it was that easy in real life!). I cant say that anything groundbreaking or life changeing has occoured in the past month or even anything worth reporting.

Uni is going well - my attendance has been slightly shoddy, I have had a few days off because of illness but otherwise all is well. I have also handed in my first UCS history assignment, and I am just starting on an English one, which is due in a couple of weeks. Fingers crossed they go well and they don't both come back as fails - I don't think I would be able to contain my disappointment if that was the case! I am actually enjoying English a lot more than I thought I would. Mainly because at the moment we are reading short stories, so my poor concentration is catered for! I have also fallen in love with my new kindle. So many books on such a small gadget! Its amazing! I really do sound like I should have been born in centuries gone by.

My student loan has also arrived, and thankfully I am in a much better financial situation for it. Even if the student loan company has not thought to go against their general theme of making major mistakes with loan amounts, at least I now have money! I must say i am a terrible with money. I will only ever be rich if the money comes in just as swiftly as it leaves, and I don't think that possible. Though after months of no money, I think i deserve a week in which I get myself all the little bits I have been lacking over the last few months.

Oh, I have also managed to, in my infinite wisdom, drop my iPhone down the toilet. I now have a rather temperamental phone, which is lacking sound, a camera and a home button. Thankfully the water damage only went as far as to damage those areas and not the entire thing. Roll on upgrade day, just cant come soon enough I am telling you that for sure.

I have positive and negative news as far as my health is concerned. Up until recently my chest has been fairly well behaved, I am now on 15mg of pred as a maintaince, which is the lowest I have been on for at least six months! I have only had a few occasional where I have needed to increase it up to 40 for a few days, but I have always managed to get back down to my maintaince dose relatively easily - its a miracle. Rather annoyingly so I am going through a rough patch at the moment, I was very close to making a visit to hotel de la nhs last night, but I managed to get things under control. I must remember though that even though I am going through a rough patch at the mo - things will get better, because they have been so much better recently. One set back doesn't mean I have to start all over again!

The negative news is that a previous near diagnosis of ME/CFS has risen its ugly head with vengeance. My notes now state that I have fibromyalgia and ME - a diagnosis which I resent in every way possible. I guess if it was something like a chest infection, where there are good, established methods of treatment, I wouldn't be so resentful of it. I guess I would even be pleased that my symptoms have been given a name and can now be treated - but no such luck. I am better than I was though - much better. I am now able to get in and out of the bath by myself, and I can manage the occasional walk into town. Though the tiredness and pain that hits the next day is so intense and indescribable that I am not sure if it is worth it. I have also given in and started using a crutch to help me get around, I was finding myself so wobbly that i had lost confidence, as much as i hated admitting i needed it, it has helped. They have also managed to get my general pain a bit more under control, but I am still getting a lot of 'breakthrough' pain, there's not much more they can do except oramorph which I really don't want, so I am trying sleeping tablets in the hope that I can just sleep though the pain and that maybe sleeping well will help me be able to cope with it better. I don't know, I have had one night of good sleep, but I haven't noticed any improvement during the day time yet to be honest.

There is also the very exciting news that a wee Scottish lass called Gilly  is coming to stay with me for a week at the end of this month! we are spending a night in a five star London hotel, meeting the wonderful Kirsten and  spending a day in Cambridge with my partner in crime, Emma! I am going back to the land of the scot's afterwards, where I have been promised a commando Scottish man playing the bagpipes in a kilt and an introduction to some bizarre activity called 'Egg Rolling'. Don't ask me, I haven't a clue.

Anyway, I am going to sign off now, and try to rest my weary head! i promise i wont leave it so long next time!

Muchous Lovas
Kirsty xx