The kids would say FML (or Fuck My Life) but I actually quite like my life. Were it not for the pain and other unhelpful symptoms (and the shortage of cash, of course!) my life would be gawddamn perfect. I do wish that I could get out in the daylight with my camera more often but then, to coin an idiom, beggars (and disabled persons on long term Incapacity Benefit) cannot be choosers. I sleep when tired, stay awake when able, knit, read and write -- the creativity of the housebound, I suppose. I have stopped, recently, regretting my life away.