A SMALL UPDATE

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Numerous petty disputes with one of the head nurses about weather I can or cannot have the door to my room left open. I have claustrophobia and hate to feel trapped. She claims that I must keep it closed. It’s difficult for me to argue with her since I feel nauseous all the time and now very weak. I can only eat fruit and yoghourt. I have been nauseous since I arrived back in London which is a month now. I am feeling increasingly despairing and doctors have failed to solve it, I think it’s the mixtures of meds I’m on. I feel odd in my body since my temperature control appears to have broken. I try to force myself to eat but it’s difficult and the food tastes like cardboard. The only relief is the visits of my friends and family. Otherwise I feel like a prisoner here in a totally alien environment. There is a discharge from my wound where I had my catheter operation and there may be an infection. I am waiting to find out. No good news this time except that I may be moving on in the next few days where there is a better neurological facility.