October 7, 2003
There isn't enough time, I need more time at home to do things, do chores, clean up, sort things, have some creative down time. Physical therapy eats two nights a week right now, and with only three hours in an evening at home on school nights, an hour out for therapy just kills it. I can't eat dinner before therapy as there is no time, yet holding off until after dinner seems impossible. There's no thought of cooking on those nights, I forage in the fridge for something edible before I collapse. This isn't a life, this is hard labor.