D'oh me. After spending all day stressing about whether I should do my course or not, I found out this evening that enrolment isn't until next week and the course doesn't start until the week after. So plenty of time to decide what to do and start the summer brief if needs be.

I did decide today that I probably would do the course, if only because the alternative is so dire. It might not seem dire to some people. I feel bad 'cos loads of people with cf are fighting for their lives and in comparison with that, I'm just making a fuss about nothing. And I'd just like to say, I am trying. I am trying not to get consumed by grumpiness and self-pity and depression because I know that H for starters is finding me very difficult to live with at the moment and because I'm fed up with being a moaning grump which is such a waste of my life.