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Documenting not dying since October 2013.

The 18th & 19th; You can't just touch people you don't know.

The 18th & 19th; You can't just touch people you don't know.

ย The 18th of October.

Another busy day for me. Tomorrow is going to be a rest day. I started by ringing The Spire to rearrange my post-surgery follow up appointment with Anne, because it was meant to be on the Monday after I got admitted. Thankfully there is one available at the start of November so I won't have to wait too long.

Back at the QE for a blood test with Sara the liver nurse who was ready as soon as we arrived. That was a novelty for hospital. What took the longest was changing my PICC dressing, because we had to have three goes. Got there in the end!

On the way back to the car, a woman got in the lift and went OOH I LOVE YOUR HAIR then proceeded to put her hands in it. I was so shocked, I didn't say anything, but I felt surprisingly physically violated. I know that people of colour deal with this all the time, and this has given me an inkling of how frustrating that must be. You can't just touch people you don't know.

Afterwards, we went into town. I wanted to trade in my old iPhone for credit towards a new iPad because the battery in my mini one is absolutely crap now. Sorted that out with a lovely chap called Richard, then I got a new Moleskine for crochet notes because my current one has nearly run out. I then got a Pumpkin Spice Latte which I could not finish because they are so sweet, and we came home.

We had lunch, then Mommy went to Grandma's and I watched the new Riverdale. Then I went to get my hair cut, and Michaela has chopped it all off! Nobody can stick their hands in it now.

The 19th of October.

So much resting. Yesterday wore me out a bit and this afternoon I was very sleepy.

This morning, I painted my nails, then back to crocheting my jumper. I've been doing that for most of the day, as I sat in front of House with it this afternoon. I have now finished season six, so I can return to the living room where season seven is on the TiVo box. I'm going to need it, because I've got to keep crocheting the body of the jumper in the same pattern until it's twelve inches and it feels like that will take forever at the moment.

Auntie Hilary rang, so I spoke to her for a bit, and it made me really conscious of my voice. I don't know if it's because my lungs are a bit weak at the moment, but my voice sounds pathetic and I hate it. I don't like sounding like a sick person all the time. I just want to feel like me again.

The 20th & 21st; I want pastry so much.

The 20th & 21st; I want pastry so much.

The 16th & 17th; Blood is magic.

The 16th & 17th; Blood is magic.