Escape from the Blue Room

Before I went to sleep one of the registrars said I could come home today, then I went
to bed.
Last night I dreamed I had loads of visitors all at the same time: Mum, Helen Webb, Sandra and Mary. It was a curious dream. And I felt anxious because although I was pleased to see everyone I felt like they'd had a wasted journey because I knew inwas getting out.

Today, I seem to be a miracle patient because despite the Dr saying it was impossible and they would only get worse or stay the same: my platelets have improved, and all hepatitis screening has come back negative. Blood pressure 108/60 down from 138/60 yesterday! They now think though they want to take more blood and more bile acids, because they can't find the result for the last bile acids which were meant to go to Birmingham on 1st Jan, which could be a couple of days more in the small blue cell that is my bay in Lady Mary ward. Feel sleepy and snuffly but feel ok.


But still no idea when I will escape!