I fell asleep one afternoon last week and seriously I could not wake up, I was actually laid on the sofa thinking 'Gemma you need to wake up, you are covered in sweat and you need to make tea' and I tried to open my eyes and they wouldn't open, it was like they were made of lead. So I went back to sleep and tried again, and again and after about 4 attempts I finally opened them and realised I'd slept for about 4 hours. I've slept like a log every single night, even Pete's snoring hasn't bothered me, but I've woken up at 5.30am every morning which is rather convenient as I put my IVs on at around 6am. I've then slept again until about 10am.
I've got a headache every single day, mid afternoon time, in fact I'm probably due one now. I got a lovely one yesterday that only went this morning once I'd been awake an hour or so. Yes I am taking pain killers and sometimes it gets rid of it, sometimes it doesn't.
I also realised I have constipation on Saturday after thinking I was just getting fat over several days. I had stomach ache on Saturday night and then Pete said something or other about toilets and that's when I put two and two together and realised the problem! After a few movicols I'm feeling less fat now!
So yes IVs are upon me and I have one week left now of the joys they bring, then I can return to normality were my pee doesn't stink like cats wee, I can wear makeup on my eyes and I can sleep without waking in a pool of sweat.
On the plus side, the cold seems to have buggered off and I'm coughing a lot less, so objective achieved! I'm also eating like a horse (where does this saying come from? Do horses eat a lot?) which will keep the dietitian and Asda happy..!
Its Yorkshire Day today so Happy Yorkshire Day to all you lads and lasses!
Here are a few Yorkshire words for you: ginnel, lug, larking, reeks, kegs and my very own word I created 'wang', oh and apparently 'foisty' is a Yorkshire word but I think Pete is lying!

