Woke up at 5 and made breakfast, the usual corn porridge, Ben's favorite. Half way through the meal I found out that it was Sunday, I could not stop the tears; Sundays I let him sleep in, he tries so hard. I dont even know what day it is anymore. Every day is the same; pain, pain and more pain.

Beautiful sunny day out there but I can hardly walk so it does not matter.

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