manic monday

Busy day. Bank at 9.30 to try and sort out our finances followed by a rest for 2 hours to recover from the exertion. Trying to build up enough energy to sort out my end of year accounts, but failed miserably. Maybe tomorrow.

Having stitches out if feeding tube later ong with 15th radio. Followed by weekly health check.Lost a few pounds this last couple of days, I just can't eat anything. Mouth is now full of ulcers, I've got a sore throat and it's as dry as a dry thing. This pretty much prevents me eating anything but porridge.

Tomorrow I will be having a lesson in how to feed through my tube which I think will be how things go from now on.

Bit depressing but holding on to the fact that the end of treatment is in sight and the hoped for recovery will kick in soon after.

It's amazing how much you can miss the physical act of eating, let alone the taste and texture of food. The prospect of chomping down on a huge burger and chips in a couple of months is another little dream that is keeping me going. In the meantime, baby food and milk will keep me going and get us to where we want to be.

Me eating breakfast earlier. Yum.