Sunday, 1 June
Starting off with my fave subject: Food. Today I could eat basically everything, but not too much proteins and fats. I have to chew everything finely and shouldn't overdo it. My tummy was working almost 100% now, so it was okay to eat more food.
More good news: I got to dissolve that Movicol crap in a 500ml orange juice. GENIUS! You don't taste anything. If ever there is a question: What to dilute movicol in to take away the taste? Answer: Orange Juice! The product I drank was "Sir Fruit". Apparently you don't get it everywhere, but I guess any juice will do. I diluted a sachet in 500ml instead of 125ml of liquid. Doc said I could use more water, just not less than the prescribed volume.
The best part of my day, however, was when I got visitors. My mom and dad said that Gran was coming along. And yes! Here she was, peeking around my door! I immediately started talking and babbling, being in a very good mood because of the fact that I was now almost completely healthy. Then I heard a distinctive "Meow" sound (some personal joke between me and my sister and dad), and around the corner popped her head!
I was so shocked and taken aback and suddenly burst into tears, covering my face in my hands. My sister came in and I heard her moving around the bed towards me. We embraced for such long while and she also started sobbing. My dad stood up and fled towards the bathroom. (To pee? Maybe... or maybe men just don't cry... wink wink.)
After the embracing I looked up at her, with my first words being: "You suck, why did you stay away for so long??" Then the embracing and water-works started over again. When we finally parted I saw my grandmother and mom with redish eyes, all teary.
The rest of the day was amazing. We went down to the café, ordered delicious food (the Café Mocha - droooool! Best ever - @Netcafé), and mom even got me new flowers!
In the evening I got a visit from another friend and we also had an hour and a half long chit-chat.
The movicol works. My tummy works. My lungs are getting better. My legs are now climbing stairs with ease.
God is Good!
Starting off with my fave subject: Food. Today I could eat basically everything, but not too much proteins and fats. I have to chew everything finely and shouldn't overdo it. My tummy was working almost 100% now, so it was okay to eat more food.
More good news: I got to dissolve that Movicol crap in a 500ml orange juice. GENIUS! You don't taste anything. If ever there is a question: What to dilute movicol in to take away the taste? Answer: Orange Juice! The product I drank was "Sir Fruit". Apparently you don't get it everywhere, but I guess any juice will do. I diluted a sachet in 500ml instead of 125ml of liquid. Doc said I could use more water, just not less than the prescribed volume.
The best part of my day, however, was when I got visitors. My mom and dad said that Gran was coming along. And yes! Here she was, peeking around my door! I immediately started talking and babbling, being in a very good mood because of the fact that I was now almost completely healthy. Then I heard a distinctive "Meow" sound (some personal joke between me and my sister and dad), and around the corner popped her head!
I was so shocked and taken aback and suddenly burst into tears, covering my face in my hands. My sister came in and I heard her moving around the bed towards me. We embraced for such long while and she also started sobbing. My dad stood up and fled towards the bathroom. (To pee? Maybe... or maybe men just don't cry... wink wink.)
After the embracing I looked up at her, with my first words being: "You suck, why did you stay away for so long??" Then the embracing and water-works started over again. When we finally parted I saw my grandmother and mom with redish eyes, all teary.
The rest of the day was amazing. We went down to the café, ordered delicious food (the Café Mocha - droooool! Best ever - @Netcafé), and mom even got me new flowers!
In the evening I got a visit from another friend and we also had an hour and a half long chit-chat.
The movicol works. My tummy works. My lungs are getting better. My legs are now climbing stairs with ease.
God is Good!
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