M.E scuppers progress

For the last week my M.E has really kicked in: the wobbly woman is back. When my M.E is really bad I cannot walk without wobbling. My thoughts are also wobblng, here I am at home, in theory in a position to do some work, but my energy has been so low that I am capable of virtually nothing. I have done a little sorting of material and that is all. But I am aware of a mountain ahead of me: The editing. At the moment it is all I can do to walk to the shops, but the editing seems a much harder task. I think knowing that by the time I am well enough to do it I will also be well enough to work means that everything will have to come at the same time, which for someone unable to work for four weeks so far seems a hell of a lot. I know that in theory the M.A is part time and not really even that many hours a week, but right now I wish I had a couple of months free and could really settle and think and do the work justice.

Knowing that my income is shot to pieces, my health is shot to pieces, I contacted my tutor. The one thing that I hope I can do is actually finish this units work and come away from the year with something to show for it, but the deadline is hurtling towards me and the work is mounting and apparently if I can get any extension from the university it will only be for two weeks. So the fear is that the qualification will be shot to pieces too. Which reminds me I must ring the university disability section.