Where’s your head at?

I made tonight’s evening meal and brought it through to the bedroom, ready to feed MW (she spends 18+ hours a day in bed so, inevitably, some meals are taken in the bedroom).  As I walked into the room, I called MW’s name and told that her meal was ready.  No reply.  I called again, louder.  No reply.  MW was lying there, eyes closed, unresponsive.  No word of a lie, reader, I almost shit.  I thought the worst.

MW has MS.  A common symptom of MS is fatigue.  MW was merely asleep.

But that’s where my head’s at.  All the time.

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