The view out the room window.

Sunday 16 November 2014

Pretty boring day, I’m afraid, as I can’t remember much except resting and doing this blog. Still feeling pretty crook.

By 8pm I felt awful, weak, tired out and pretty low in mood. I was wondering whether I could keep going. Even to fly home would have needed wheel chairs, I felt. I asked my cousin and he told me the name of the good doctor to go to tomorrow. Will do.