Everything has finally be confirmed. On Monday morning I will be admitted to an inpatient unit. It is not in the city that I did not want to return to. I don’t know anything about this unit, but I am doing my best to go with a positive attitude. I really hope that this can… Continue reading Finally, a definite decision
After yesterday’s change of plan it was a mad rush to get blood tests and an ECG done so that the results could be sent to the unit that was offering me an emergency bed for today. The whole day was chaotic, it was my last day at home, and yet I spent much of… Continue reading Another change of plan
I need to stop losing weight now. My ECG has showed ‘worrying changes’. I am on complete bed rest, not even allowed to walk around the house. I am under strict instructions to drink two supplement milkshakes a day. At the moment I can’t even manage one. But I don’t want to die. I’m so… Continue reading Enough is enough
Finally an inpatient bed has become available for me. Out of all the potential places the bed could be, there was one I was dreading. One I really didn’t want to go to. One in a city that I used to live in, that I first became ill in, that I have bad memories of. … Continue reading There is a bed reserved for me
It’s two months since I wrote this: Four months on the sofa Today I read back over that post to see how things have changed over the last two months. Two months ago my mum had just returned to work, but I was at the start of a downward spiral which I am still unable… Continue reading Six months on the sofa
Today has been a better day. After feeling pretty lifeless all week, this morning I felt a bit stronger. I’ve been almost house-bound all week, so I decided to use my new-found energy to spend the afternoon out with my sister visiting Hobbycraft. Last weekend my mum took me there but I felt so weak… Continue reading Stickers!