11/08/2010

And the sleep goes on . . .

It is frustrating as I want to push myself in yoga but being weak, dizzy and seeing black spots I have to take it so easy, I barely do anything. I have energetic phases then a patch when I feel so ill. 3 out of the 8 of us are either ill or injured and I think everyone has had mild poops at some point.

Spent some time with Amy, we both love hummus so it was hummus time, I had squashed balls of falafel with mine, I think I'm addicted, I'm always seeking out hummus places here. I'm over the whole let's only eat Indian food here.

I'm not going to lie, some kipping went on during lectures and classes today, this is a daily occurrence, hopefully it will pass when I'm better.

Kristina and me went for food, I have to make myself have three meals a day for my meds but I instantly feel sick after each meal, so it's not nice. I've just craved chocolate and cakes and all things bad all day so on my way home I caved and bought lots of sweeties after drinking lots of masala chai. My poor body, all this trauma, which still on average a bite a day and I'm caked in bruises somehow, which leads to my confusion of the email I received today from mike, which in my defence he was never lead on in any way shape or form, I mean I'm just such a mess at this moment in time I'm falling apart snotting on people. xx