I was so unwell last night, I didn't even write my daily update and have spend the most of Sunday in bed sleeping. Only woke up after 8 in the evening! My stomach was doing a gymnastic routine and my head was dancing to its own beat. I was a right mess.
Eating has totally gone out of the window. What's a few Cream Crackers? The thought of cooking is making my stomach turn, although I know that its good that I eat, keeping my energy up and all that jazz.
I think I'll have to purchase a few bottles of Supermalt, and have some Guinness punch. I'm sure it has all the vitamins I need for the day. My lips are healing nicely, after being damaged in the week. I hope they really take it easy with me this week. I cant really be opening my mouth too wide, cause if it gets worse, I cant eat, which means I'm more tired etc......
I think I should find something to have for dinner, and curl up on my sofa and watch a Christmas movie with a hot drink. Next week will fly by, its my last full week.
I'm on this journey, taking everyday as it comes knowing that I am not alone.
Thank you for holding my hand.
xx
