Had a very shaky day yesterday - my body just wouldn't stay still...  Today, spent entire day resting, and the kids must have felt something wasn't right with me: first, Fredie was cuddled up on my chest, then when Fred moved, Jacky took over and lied down beside the sofa, and right now is curled on the floor beside the chair.  Maybe it's the result of my busy week: I've been seen by various doctors every single day last week, Monday to Friday, and that's tiring.  Psychically and mentally, because each visit is another step in discovering the extend of my body's malfunction and inability to recover...

Rachel brought me dinner - ate it in three goes, but finished the plate.  It was delicious, but full plate is far too much for me, can't eat such amount any more.  Lost nearly a stone (10 kg) in the last four weeks and I feel it.