There is always a start?
So today I decided to write a little more. It's taking time to put my thoughts together and after what has been a bit of a rubbish weekend in some respects. I decided to get my head together enough to at least write a little more. I guess every story or event always has a start, just I can't really remember mine. Maybe from what my family say around 11 years ago... could be longer, it started with falls, loss of time, I have always been a sleeper, I love sleep so I never really thought much about this. I never thought much of the falls, just classed myself as clumsy. It was I think the start of what could be my journey. I was tired so much of the time. I was so busy with life and everything around me I never gave it much thought. It wasn't until one afternoon at work 8 years ago when I really started to be concerned something else was wrong. At first I thought it was a migraine I suffered with them from my teens, but this was far worse. My vision was almost gone complete