In despair doesn’t cut it.
You admit yourself to get healthy not move backwards.
Backwards is where I have fallen.
Since being admitted in just six days I’ve lost 5 pounds. It’s a joke. I’ve been starving since Wednesday now.
Now I just feel panicked because all I want and need is food. And get denied it when I ask.
Going into meals and snacks watching everyone eating and smelling the smells is beyond hard.
They are not willing to tailor my diet properly around my intolerances or even try so my professor wants to ring the hospital and ensure I am being treated properly. I don’t feel safe here like at Hemel. I couldn’t get down to Hemel with how bad my joints and spine were getting but I wish I was there right now.
I feel so poorly and can’t face feeling any worse.
I miss home and I miss doctors who actually listen not just go off textbooks and scoreboards.
The amount of times I’ve had to retest because my results fall under the normal.
I’ve had to ask for snacks because they have been forgotten.
Asked for my blood sugars and blood pressure to be done because they have forgotten.
I shouldn’t have to do that.
They are supposed to be taking care of me. I know they have a number of others to tend too but the level of care across the board isn’t up to par.
I know this post is a short one. I am feeling too sick, poorly and drained this evening.
I am really hoping my professor talks some sense into them as he really isn’t happy at the level of care and how they are hindering not aiding my health.
Knowing I am one week behind and added on an extra week to get back to where I was when I first came in is really upsetting me.
On that note - we will just try to not get ourselves all upset.
Special mention must go to the incredible Ellie Schuller - for decorating my incredibly bland room with lots of love pictures, inspiring quotes and supportive messages.
I am blessed to have the best friends.
Love and peace