Been warm today.
But have been very active and not standing behind an open chiller (day off).
It's nice. Don't worry, I do actually own enough lovely and snuggly clothes to keep me warm during a cold-attack (appropriated some from what Dad was sending to the charity shop!) but I just hate the feeling of it.
Went to Luton on Tuesday. Kept dozing off on the bus.
Saw Dr K (although as she is a consultant shouldn't she be Ms/ Mrs/ Miss K)?
Wasn't all that impressed with my results, despite the fact that pretty much everything apart from my bilirubin has reduced or is actually with normal levels now. She's a hard nut to crack. Talking about liver transplant in two years when I want to hear about now.
Anyway. Went back to Dr R at Tindal today, supportive as usual, despite having the same results. He's
just a Doctor, but after all he is an addiction specialist. He's put me on Disulfiram (antabuse) - yay! Can't pick up the prescription until Monday afternoon so all weekend I can treat myself to things like Baileys Cheesecake and Sherry Trifle, and mouthwash. No, of course not... payday's not until Friday
It's a suck it and see as to how sensitive I am.
If I consume an alcoholic drink I IB be very very ill. And I hate to puke more than anything, as my Christmateers will attest. But if I am super-sensitive I might even have to watch skin products/ perfumes etc.
Got sober brown hair for the occasion.
Well I was kinda blonde by accident anyway, but it needs cutting and a cut always means a new colour.
A change for a change for a change this time.