I’m having a floppy day, it’s hot and sticky and I didn’t sleep well last night. I have a funny feeling that I gave myself heatstroke yesterday and woke up with a headache that just wouldn’t go away even after I managed to get a little more sleep. So glad I’m not at work today.
I don’t deal well with heat, it makes my fatigue so bad that I find it hard to move and all I want to do is sit in my living room preferably with a fan on me and some icecream. My dog is looking at me as if to say he wants to go out for a walk but I just can’t face it, he has the run of the garden with the back door open all day to let him trot around out there as much as he would like but I still feel horribly guilty at times like this. I know that there are dogs out there who have it much worse, are mistreated, never walked, kept outside in small concrete ‘cells’ as I think of them and compared to them he is a lucky dog but I feel terrible none the less. When I first got him I would take him for long walks for hours, now he tends to have to put up with short walks with the occasional longer one when my body can cope with it. MS is cruel especially when you can’t explain to a dog that you’re having a bad day and it’s just not possible.
I think I’ll get some ice cubes out for Toby as a treat because he’s probably just as hot and sticky as me just less likely to complain about it! While he crunches I think I’ll do a rain dance to encourage the nasty grey clouds up above that are making it so humid to open up and rain!