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Documenting not dying since October 2013.

The 26th & 27th.

Very very hazy. I apparently didn't sleep well. I know I had a visit from Sophie McCance-Davis who brought me many tasty goodies bless her. I have known her since we were both wee bairns in Brownies and I love her a lot. Jane, the lovely nurse from Wednesday came by too. Friday was bad. I was given some sort of sleep drug at about three am, so when staff started doing all their normal business I was not ready. A transplant co-ordinator came to see me and my mum, but I have no recollection of her or anything she said. She brought us a book and we'll have a meeting next week when I'm actually compos mentis. The PCA got taken down at some point because my pain was under control, so now I can have IV tramadol if I need it. I think I spent the rest of the day falling asleep mid-sentence and trying to watch TV/listen to Radio 4.

I feel like I will never leave hospital.


The 28th & 29th.

Wednesday was supposed be delightful.