well the new meds seem to be working and I woke up feeling, dare I say it, good? heaps better anyway. another visual migraine in the morning but came good after not too long. consultant happy and mentioned the h word...soon. fingers, toes, eyes, everything crossed. a quiet, sleepy day which was fine.
proper stovies for tea this time and jam sponge pudding and custard...yum. I seem to be stashing food too even though I don’t need to - a psychological response to being so starving for the past two months? I mean, they’ll get me food if I ask for it, I don’t need to stockpile. I’ll be stuffing it in my cheeks soon like a hamster...and I’m not even starving anymore. this is *one of* the cheese and biscuits I’ve stashed for later...