The 26th of January. Well I thought I'd sleep better than I did, but I was still awake at half past five, ugh.
Standard Sunday Morning - up, dressed, breakfasted, Sunday Brunch. We went out at half eleven because Grandma wanted to take us out for (another) carvery for Mommy and Daddy's 34th wedding anniversary. We went to a different one which was recommended by the nursing staff at the home, but we decided we prefer the park one. I only had turkey today, and less carbs as I think I had enough of those yesterday.
We got back just after two, and later on, Alison came over with flowers for my parents and to look at my bag, then shortly after, Becky and James appeared and Becky did some admiring. James was very sleepy, bless him.
Tonight we are watching The Jump. We have just been watching Dancing on Ice but I was just really distracted by how utterly dreadful Ashley's look was tonight - the hair with the eyeshadow and the dress...it was not a good combination.
9am photopheresis tomorrow. Ugh.
The 27th of January.
Photopheresis did not go well. My arm is a mess. The nurses each had a go in different places and one of the holes is still bleeding. We had to give up on today's session because every vein blew and I have literally nowhere else to go. We're going back tomorrow to have another go but I'm not optimistic. It fucking hurts.
I woke up at five, got up at six, and we were out by eight. After failing at hospital, we were home again by eleven, and so we watched The Bridge (only two episodes left ooh it's so tense) because we didn't get chance to yesterday. I read some more of The Luminaries, too.
I'm really tired tonight, but thankfully we don't have to be at the QE until half eleven tomorrow.
