Well well well
Today started unbelievably shitty, with terrible nausea and a horrible back ache borne of being bed ridden for three days. Still kills, though I’ve been stretching it out.
The good news? The doctor said I can go home. I refuse to get in my hospital bed, and it’s really uncomfortable here, so he told me there’s nothing more they can do for me. Other than fill me with drugs, which I can do at home.
Now, this doesn’t mean that I’m much better - everything still kills - but at least it’s a step forward.
