Wednesday.

Few good things :

I’ve signed up as a ‘ living kidney donator’

They managed to unblock my colon… The ‘ creature’ lurking there was like something from The Deep.
Stomach now flat’ ish.

They took me out for a haircut.
Now I don’t look like Ken Dodd.

Nicola H came to visit and brought red wine.
From now on, I don’t want chocolate ( please ) if red wine is an option.
But really, no ‘ gifts’ necessary, other than kindness.

Thank you so much to Samantha and Helen Brooke for your visits ( and exotic fruit from Helen )
Exotic to me, includes things like pineapples. I thought until recently that those rings grew in the tins?

Thank you to the staff here for their kindness, their company, and for saying that they’ve never had a patient like me, ever before… whatever that means.

They won’t let me out of here until they are sure I can survive outside, more or less by myself. Since that’s a far taller order than before, I think I could be here for a while.
As I’ve become used to it, that now seems to be a sensible, non emotional, strategy.
I really, really have no interest in being a burden to anybody. I know people hate the thought of that word being applied to another human, but the reality is factually true.

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