Today started off at 6am. My clock-radio switched on at 6am and informed me that it was going to be freezing cold. It then started to pour like a motherfucker outside. On the brighter side of the pitch black 6h05 rainstorm a friend smsed me to tease me about how early it was.

I had a pounding headache and the first time I moved I realised that I must have missed a dose of my Cymbalta (dualoxetine) because I was having the characteristic shooting shocking feeling on movement that I get when I miss my meds. It usually starts on the same day that I miss my meds, but I’d been sleeping a lot so I did not notice, I suppose.

As the day progressed I came to realise that I had missed two days of it and my noradrenaline levels must be very low. I felt shit.

Fulminant liver failure lady is still hanging on. 2 of her enzymes, which when increased are a sign of liver damage, where 500 times higher than normal. She has kausmal breathing, the characteristic air hunger which is associated with acidosis. She also had a blood glucose of 3.2 on 10% dextrose. She is much more comatosed today than yesterday.

Where’s my sole

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