Day 4 of the journey

Day 4:

I woke up early once again and so did my Dad, while he got ready breakfast was dropped off.  Our normal breakfast routine happened, cereal a bit of toast, Mum coming and then my Dad leaving.  After my dad left, me and Mum settled down I was still uncomfortable as I wasn't allowed to move alone, my Mum could help me a little, but the nurses always had to be the one to move me.  The morning went slowly, vitals being taken, me watching tv, Mum reading a magazine and watching TV.  The only thing that made the morning different was that I had a blood test.  I hate needles so much and was dreading having one.  When the time came, it was a man who drew the blood, I was tense and stiff and my Mum help my hand while it was happening. To me it killed, I hate pain and I must of been squeezing my Mums hand a lot from the pain.  We wouldn't know the results for a while as they had to be tested.

My mum got a couple of phone calls to see how I am, but no one came to visit today.  I had a bit of lunch, a couple of bites from my sandwich but I couldn't stomach any more.  The afternoon dragged, watching tv, resting my eyes and waiting for the test results and when they came back they were fine. Soon it was dinner and I didn't have that much again... this was causing me to have no energy but I couldn't do anything about it, I didn't want to eat.  My Dad came and my Mum left and Dad have the rest of the food that I  had left.  We put on a film that was on and watched it until it finished about 10 and then both tried to sleep.  Again every two hours the nurses would come and do their job and so was awoken each time.  I was more comfortable then but still needed to be moved round.