The 23rd & 24th; The coldest person in the world.

The 23rd of January.  Much better sleep last night. Think it was helped by having my dressing gown available as another layer. I'm now sleeping in a jumper and pyjama bottoms tucked into thermal socks, under the winter duvet, a blanket and a thick dressing gown. I am the coldest person in the world. 

This morning I did the big birthday blog post, and fitted in two Cats Protection calls before lunch. I also printed off some stuff I want to look over before my Anthony Nolan thing on Thursday, all about the decision to withdraw the funding.

After lunch, I went upstairs and spent a very productive hour putting together the wooden Little My and sorting out my sock drawer. I have too many that I simply do not wear and had forgotten I have, so they're all going. Yet my drawer doesn't seem any less full. 

Becky came round with some more birthday flowers for me - she is better than was described, although she was still careful not to touch or breathe on me, which I was grateful for. 

I think another early night tonight - Women's Hospital in the morning. 

The 24th of January. 

Bleah, early start. Not as early as tomorrow though - we will be leaving the house at 7, so today will seem like a lie-in. Still, I'll be having some fun drugs that may induce a nap. 

I began at the Women's Hospital at 10, seeing Dr. Robinson in the menopause clinic. Having read my book for half an hour, I was called in by Elaine, her clinical nurse specialist, and saw her instead. There was nothing I really needed to see Dr. Robinson about specifically so I just gave her an update on my general condition, we talked about my vaginal surgery, and I'll just carry on with my current management until I see her again in a year. 

Had to make a quick visit to haematology clinic to have my clotting checked for tomorrow, and Dr. Ferguson had asked that I get a tacrolimus level done so I had them look at that too. 

I had to be at the dental hospital for half one, so there was no point going home to come back. Instead, we went into town where I got Mommy and Daddy's anniversary card and some thank you cards, then we went to Pret for lunch. I got a cheese, ham and mustard toastie which was WAY TOO MUSTARDY so I had my coffee and cookie instead. Stupid pathetic mouth. 

Mrs. Richards wasn't in today, but I saw two of her team and they were both happy with my mouth is, so no injections today.