I had lost weight at my weigh-in yesterday. I had a phone call after my appointment to say that I could not wait for the bed next Tuesday. I am going to be admitted as an emergency. From nowhere, a bed in a different unit has become available from tomorrow and it looks like that will be where I am going now.
After a traumatic appointment about my ECG and heart, I ended up in A&E last night. I got home just before midnight, reassured that I wouldn’t die in the night.
I drank two whole supplement milkshakes yesterday! I feel terrible about it. I weighed myself this morning and I have gained 0.3kg. Despite this though, I still sat and ate breakfast (even though I was alone in my room and it would have been easy to skip it). Little wins!