8th October

I seem to have got myself stuck exactly where I don't want to be. There doesn't really seem to be any change in my overall condition, but there is not enough quality of life for me to want to live like this.. There seems to be no option other than waiting around to get ill enough to die. It is a totally barbaric way for a civilized society to deal with people at the end of their life.
Sorry to be so bleak.
There are so may people I would like to write to personally, but I'm afraid I have so little energy it's just not possible.

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  1. UnknownOctober 8, 2018 at 6:04 AM

    It is so unfair on you, or anyone in your position. I feel desperately sad, not only with the knowledge that I will lose you, but that all your autonomy and right to choose when to go, is denied you. All my love to you, Jan and the boys.

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  2. Nick BurfieldOctober 9, 2018 at 4:00 AM

    I'm so sorry about your situation, Dave, which was Ginny's four years back so I have some feeling for the absurdity of it. I hate the thought of losing you but despair at the constraints placed on your actions by our outdated and cruel laws. I'm hugely grateful for our friendship and I always will be.

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  3. humphukOctober 9, 2018 at 12:13 PM

    Dave - I am thinking of: The guy who likes a pint a lunch in some remote village on a summers day (with his bike parked outside). The nutter who almost kills himself in a kamikaze ride down a french mountain, almost cr*ps himself with the realisation....then does it again the next day. And then stops halfway down for a carafe of red - while trying to teach a whole nation what "vegetarian" means. The name that instantly lights up the faces of Greek restaurant owners "Dave Faffing About" (who later insist on teaching you some local dancing). The guy that would help absolutely anyone...... I know you are in a dark, dark place - but you have made the world a brighter place for many many people. Cheers mate

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