Day 27 - 4 Meals a Day

Well today was a fairly busy day, decided to go get my prescription from the doctors for my pill as my skin is horrendous not being on it. However who was to know 2 hours later I would still be waiting to be seen!

'Beyond a joke' 

I was semi contemplating faking a fainting episode or something just to be seen quicker but eventually got to see a fantastic doctor who I specifically choose as never met me before and all the others won't give me this particular pill again but she didn't know so after doing my blood pressure her panicking because it was 'extremely low' me explaining it's good for me I walked out with my prescription. In 6 months time I will have to possibly move doctors just to get this again he he (not the first time I have done this) luckily living in a city and having plentiful amounts of surgery's help.

Well after spending so long at doctors I rushed around like a bit of a mad women and eventually made it to my work in Southampton, taking my god-daughter with me to show her where I work, she's been wanting to see it for a while. Anyway one of the girls didn't even recognise me also due to the fact we are use to seeing each other in uniform not in 'normal' clothes. My first week back at work is quite heavy going with 5 shifts! This totals 62 hours in one week! This could result in me collapsing at the end .... if I make it that far.

Anyway I then drove up to see a wonderful friend for a drink, had a fabulous chat but left later then we both anticipated so I kipped at my mum's as was a lot closer. However the sight of Tesco made me realise I was super hungry... this seems to happen at 22:00 - 23:00 everyday and therefore I stopped and ended up buying Shepards pie as well as an entire angel delight to myself! I haven't had this for quite a few years and has opened my eyes to the possibility that I can consume another food. 4 meals a day seems to becoming a norm for me no wonder I am losing no weight.

Anyway my brother stumbled in around midnight having spent the evening in A & E, both mum and I love him dearly that we sat at home in the warmth and comfort communicating with him via text. Turns out he has broken it in 3 places. All they seemed to have done is a make-shift cello-tape job of strapping it... nurse Hattie not impressed but he wouldn't let me near him.