Disconnected

Sense has prevailed.  I listened to what some people had to say, and decided not to abandon Blip altogether but start a weekly entry on Blip just to let some of you know how I'm getting on.  My Blip will remain private, just because  I am very, very open about what is going on and some people seem to enjoy the Schadenfreude a bit too much.

Highs and lows is over egging the pudding somewhat. normals and nadirs is much more like it.  

Tuesday was a Nadir of the purest blackness.
Wednesday was your Netto Nadir - a bit shabby but they had plenty in stock.
Thursday was a day that was all about recovery - I managed to eat something for the first time in days.  Something that wasn't chocolate.*
And today was - not normal, nothing ever is after 3 hours of bad sleep - but OK. So far.  I'm still wobbly.  But at least I'm not fainting anymore.

The Blip is what happens when kittens get left alone.  This was the jack for my computer speakers.  For kittens - EVERYTHING is a toy. Inhaler - that's definitely a toy,  mobile-phone - of course it is (it just doesn't bounce very well).  Basically, if it's not in a drawer or out of reach, it's a toy.

Right, that was much more than I intended to babble.

*It's odd but, when I'm ill, food is the least important thing to me.  Since I went off on the 12th August, I've lost about 9kg (about 20lbs).  The question "Would you like something to eat?", takes me so long to answer, I think I've eaten by the time I answer it.  I KNOW food is important but I can't force myself to eat.  I only eat when I'm hungry and, at the moment, that appears to be every 3 days.