Guinness. Derren Brown. Shopping. Ed Sheeran. Dublin Zoo. Temple Bar. Ireland 2018.
New year, same unorganised me...
Attempting being a normal 23 year old.
Happy Birthday To Me!
"Your body is still shutting down" - time to spend all my money on pointless stuff online then!
I was eventually moved to Langham ward on the 15th, still to a private room because I was being sick so much, despite the anti-sickness medication. If I wasn't being sick, I was dashing two doors down the corridor with my drip stand to the toilet so still didn't feel like I was on the mend so to speak. The anti-sickness medication (cyclizine) combined with my steroids (prednisolone) was brilliant.
Starting to feel a bit better I was feeling more up for visitors, I hadn't told many people I was in hospital or just how serious things were, just my nearest and dearest really. Holly had been to visit me the day before with magazines and slipper socks for when I was eventually feeling up for walking further than the dash to the toilet.