Having spent the night in A&E, I finally made it to the ward this morning. Slept most of the day. When not sleeping, I’ve sneezed. It’s the oddest thing.
My heart is starting to play ball but is still beating to it’s own beat. Really hoping that I can come home tomorrow. I want my own bed. To see the boys. And recover fully.
I’m in a ward with 4 other ladies. I’ve brought the average demographic down by at least 25 years.
The staff at the James Paget are taking good care of me.