I think it would be fair to say that I have had enough of feeling like this. I had a good night's sleep, got up showered etc. and came downstairs for breakfast. As soon as I had finished eating I had to go to the loo, and every time I ate after that the same thing happened. I ended up going back to bed and sleeping until nearly 2.00pm. Let's hope I still manage to sleep tonight.
Managed to eat a biscuit, a nectarine and a piece of cheese this afternoon without problem, but feel so weak as I don't think I'm retaining the food long enough - I certainly wasn't this morning.
One of my neighbours, Paulette, popped by this afternoon and said I did look much better than when I first came out, when I was a sort of grey colour in the face, whereas now I look more alive, so that's a relief.
Libby and Charlie made biscuits this afternoon and I had one of those too, early in the evening. It was a plain sweet biscuit and I ate it very slowly as always. I don't think there's anything I couldn't eat, but I wish I could think of something I would really like to eat. No fresh bread at the moment, otherwise I might have had a runny yolked boiled egg for supper, but don't like them without bread. I'll have to drive into St Nicolas in the morning to get a loaf.
I feel very negative today. Each day I hope I'll wake up feeling noticeably better than I did the day before, but it doesn't seem to happen. I feel I need a kick-start in some shape or form. I'd like to go to sleep for a week and wake up stronger and raring to go.