And speaking of nausea, food is getting to be a real problem. Judy has very kindly supplied me with all sorts of snacks - rice crackers and so on - but I don't remember when I last had an actual meal. Just the idea of most food, including many of my erstwhile staples, makes me feel sick.
Anyway, 'nothing' is actually not entirely true of today: Rebecca from work came over, bringing my personal stuff out of my desk, and also a belated and quite unexpected birthday pressie, which was lovely. Lovely to see her, too, and to have someone to talk to other than Judy, who must be getting awfully tired of my company (such as it is, on the rare occasions I'm awake), but it was exhausting; she only stayed for an hour or so, and I was flagging badly by the end of it.
What I need is people to come and fill up my house but not actually need entertaining - so that I always have someone around, but don't have to run around after them (fat chance of doing any running), or think of topics of conversation. Let the record show that this is not an invitation to squatters!
