Post by Marcus Whitaker on May 25, 2010 10:16:05 GMT 1
Woke up about 4.00am Saturday but managed to stay in bed till 5.00am, which is difficult for me, realised that I would have to go shopping as I hadn’t done my usual Friday shop and also get the weeks washing on the go ready for school on Monday not that I particularly felt like doing anything at all, luckily Neve often goes to play with friends most Saturday’s and this was one of them and she also had dinner with them too, which helped as I was struggling a little after taking my drug thingytail in the morning and trying desperately to maintain the correct levels of fluid as you need to on this stuff; but I managed to get the chores done somehow, I then realised how tired I was again and also I realised I was having a severe revulsion to food and the preparing or even the thought of it, I managed an egg sandwich again, which I knew I had to get something down me, if I didn’t want to end up back in hospital, actually whilst I was forcing it down, it wasn’t to bad, it was just getting it there.
The rest of the day I spent just resting again had an early night although managed to stay up till 10.00pm meaning I would not wake up until at least 5.00am Sunday.
It worked, I woke up about 5.00am Sunday, which was not too bad, pottered around with tea and water a couple slices of toast so I could swallow my drug thingytail yet again, Neve had to be at gym for 10.30am so had to get organised, the afternoon saw no lunch for me and struggled getting dinner, I could not face it at all even though I had a joint of beef in the fridge luckily my older daughter popped down to see us from London and took us to a restaurant for dinner, which again wasn’t too bad once forced in.
Again rested for remainder of the day, managed to bath and wash Neve’s hair and got yet another early night ready to get Neve to school the next day.
The rest of the day I spent just resting again had an early night although managed to stay up till 10.00pm meaning I would not wake up until at least 5.00am Sunday.
It worked, I woke up about 5.00am Sunday, which was not too bad, pottered around with tea and water a couple slices of toast so I could swallow my drug thingytail yet again, Neve had to be at gym for 10.30am so had to get organised, the afternoon saw no lunch for me and struggled getting dinner, I could not face it at all even though I had a joint of beef in the fridge luckily my older daughter popped down to see us from London and took us to a restaurant for dinner, which again wasn’t too bad once forced in.
Again rested for remainder of the day, managed to bath and wash Neve’s hair and got yet another early night ready to get Neve to school the next day.