I wake and instantly think oh god how do i get through another day drag out of bed and so the routine starts of not really any conversation just the constant restlessness i spend every hour trying to soothe him with drives out or walks in wheel chair lunchtime come and i think half way through the day you can do it!!! afternoon is filled with the same and the agony and boredom continues i find my self constantly checking the time longing for it to be evening finally i get him to bed and asleep and i am so relieved !!!!!!! a few hours to myself if i am lucky i go to bed exhausted and dreading the next day does anyone out recognize this life it really is living hell with no end in sight sorry but i had to get that off my chest