I'm mastering the art of drinking in bed (hooray for paper straws!). I have had photographic proof the goblins have tried claiming I've never fed them, ever, which will surprise nobody lol.
Still need to be supervised walking to the loo because I'm attached to so many tubes, they couldn't get an adult sized line into me because my veins are my veins and it looks like I had another one st some point but I don't remember it going in and it wasn't there when I came round, I've now got a fan, the Pulse ox probes don't like my fingers lol. Ended up on extra supplemental oxygen for a bit just to be sure.
My skin nearly scuppered me. We went ahead but I'm on extra antibiotics for several weeks to be certain. I don't remember telling them I couldn't have penicillins but clearly something did, first choice for skin infections is almost always penicillins but I've got clarithromycin again, which gives everything a bitter taste but I can at least take it without vomiting.
I got some dinner (pan fried cod and potatoes, then was full) but I've drunk so much orange juice. It is delicious orange juice. And pineapple juice. Tried some cranberry juice too but it tasted weird.
Hopefully that's coherent. I'm not quite convinced I'm not dreaming right now, physically or metaphorically.