Hello friends
Posting from the hospital here. I've had a hellish few days. I had a great easter saturday with my friends but on Sunday came down with some wicked nausea and finally came in to hospital through emergency on Monday night. I should have gone in right away but I was stubborn.
So now it's tuesday and I'm in my third hospital room/bed (I was in emerg until 4 am, then transferred to 4 bond, then now to my proper ward of 6 bond.)
last night was nothing but horrible nightmares/dreams
punctuated every few hours with the nurse coming in the loud door to load up my next anti nausea drugs.
I know how boring it is to hear other people's dreams so I won't recount them. I'm feeling better and hope to actually sleep properly tonight. been drinking and nibbling all day and hopefully will get home tomorrow, fingers crossed.
Eva died on the 27th and I am still shaken. Just praying I make it to my lungs so I can live, the same way she wanted to. all I want is to be with the people I love and when in hospital it feels very far away. but I think I can do it, I am strong and my mom is amazing support. just have to get there.
Keep rooting for me, team, I'm still going...