Today I walked to the doctors to pick up a few things, it’s only a ten minute walk but I feel very worn out, I’m slowly trying to get back on my feet but I’m still very weak. I desperately want to get back to London and carry on with my life, I feel a little better everyday so I hope so badly, and am starting to believe, that I will be recovered by Friday, I have to go back to hospital tomorrow which is super boring but my lovely best friend has agreed to sit and wait with me as she also has an appointment in the morning, and will be there anyways so at least I will have company as A LOT of experience over the last week has taught me that I will be sitting around for a very long time! If all my blood tests and observations come back ok tomorrow afternoon, I should be discharged and then I can go back to LONDON! And I have so many ideas in my head, finally getting round to ordering bookbinding materials and I’m going to start binding —- maybe I will even sell them if I get enough practice and get my books up to standard, and I start uni in just over a month, and on Friday I WILL BE 20! Feeling positive, if not in need of yet another nap (naps are a thing that happen a lot since I’ve been sick!) Just praying all my tests are Ok tomorrow oh please please let them be ok. Being sick has made me realise how lucky I am to have such an exciting life and how much I love living it, because it takes all of that away from you, it’s like somebody pressed the pause button, and I want to be on fast-forward again please!