Bloody hell

10 Apr

I’ve just had a read through of this blog and decided I’m a right moaner.

There are good times- this week, Anthony (my son who lives with his Mum and I see at weekends) rang me to tell me he’d got a new bike and was offered a free one to go with it so he got a little one for Meggy.

I’m so so proud of him. He’s one of the most thoughtful people I know and this is so typical of him to think of his sister. I can’t let myself get stuck in a pit of cynical despondancy, both my kids are worth more than that. Its just very difficult sometimes to see an end in sight as it were- a time when we won’t be fighting tooth and nail for Megan and have to put health, career, sleep and family aside whilst we do. Poor Meggy, its not her fault, but neither is it Anthony’s or Naomi’s. I have to work harder to get us some ‘autism-free’ time. If anyone would like to donate me a couple of million pounds in order for me to do that, that’d be great 😀