Room on my own

A last I have been given a room to myself. It’s at the vry end of a long corridor, next to the linen cupboards, facing north, looking out onto the car park – but I’m on my own. The room is exactly the same as the one I left, except there is no second bed, thank goodness.

The freedom to be able to sleep when I wan, to be able to read to have the light on when I want, to listen to the radio when I can’t sleep, to use my computer day or night……all this changes my life.

Even so I had a bad tonight on the night of the 26 and ended up having to take morphine again, but it was worth it because I had a really good day on the 27th and from now on it has been much better.

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