Losing the plot again, haven't even been able to write. Now have Son and YD staying for the weekend, supposed to be making bunting for YD's wedding that will take place in a field this summer. They're out at the moment. I need to go out and get something to eat, cupboard is bare. Full of swirling desperate thought. Dreamed of ED - I was swinging her round in her wheelchair, right off the ground like you do with little kds. Then I became distracted and when I came back the wheelchair was empty. Panic, then saw her lying in long grass. As I went to help her she stood up - we hugged and laughed and danced for joy that she was healthy again - she was mentally OK again too, just back to herself - and then I woke up.