I was watching an interview on tv the other day about a guy with ME. Later I was talking to one of our teachers about a student at school who suffers very badly from ME. Both occasions made me realise how much I\'ve come on over the years.

The student in question has been on the verge of being rushed into hospital for a few weeks now, it\'s been a very long time since I\'ve been even close to that stage. She spends most of her time confined to a wheelchair - I\'m lucky that I\'ve never suffered quite so bad with the muscle side of the illness. For the time I did have problems with my muscles and the tiredness in a disabling type sense I was confined to my bed anyway so didn\'t require a wheelchair.

So yes, I am feeling pretty icky at the moment, very tired, and yes, I am having a few problems with my muscles (my hands have been very painful these past few weeks). Yes the brain mush is getting on my nerves, just for once I\'d like to just be able to think. But, yes, things could be a whole lot worse. I can manage to go out when I want to, I\'m holding down a part-time job and I making my way (slowly) through a degree. Things could be a whole lot worse.