To Grandma, I'm Not Going to Run Down The Street Naked

I took these photos for my Grandma, who I think is under the belief I'm in a 1950s style nut house. I wasn't aware of this, but my Mother and Grandma are both concerned about a few days I'll have without Mum's presence in Edinburgh and a week in Manchester when Mum will be traversing Italy. Mum brought it up in a meeting the two of us had with my doctor on Wednesday night; thankfully he was on my side and said that I'm an adult quite capable of roaming around Edinburgh as I desire, he just encouraged me to answer people's text messages to assure them all's well - that I'll do so long as they're not every 20 minutes!

                                                A bed, not a trolley with straps to tie me down!

                                          Shelves, bench and desk - plus a hoard of towles

                                   Exit into the main hospital and my ensuite door on the right.

Some things I've made whilst here. I know the koala is very Australiana, but it's for my (other) Grandma and she'll love it. 

Ensuite, you may notice the lack of shower curtain; some people don't like that, but I always leave them open, so I'm quite happy to go without.

                                                             The rest of the bathroom.

I was unable to take photos of the dining room or the two tea/coffee spaces due to not really being allowed to take photos in here and there's the possibility of capturing other patients.

So as you may guess from the photos, I'm still in hospital and undergoing TMS, it has definitely worked a lot on my mood, but my anxiety is troubling me every afternoon and evening as my meds are wearing off. I take the next batch at 8pm. I don't know how often people come in for maintenance and for how long. I think it's monthly and for a few days, but it differs according to peoples' needs. I hope when I get back from the trip I can relax for a week or so at home before having to come in here for a top up, it may even be a full session since I will have gone eight weeks without any. I'm going home on Thursday, bringing my days at home for the year up to 21, it'll reach 33 if I make it to the trip without needing to come back. Then 6 weeks away!

K

Good Friday, Feeling Bad

Seven people read today's post, on top of how I was feeling I've not got attention seeking and disappointment to keep them company.
They had people going up the front for prayer at church tonight both during and after the service. I very nearly went up to ask for God to kill me promptly, but decided that would be letting the attention seeking / manipulative part of my diagnosis out for a play. So instead I left and drove the hour home feeling like shit.

Here are some photos of my magazine I took today with the girl in them this time.

Recent Art

The diet is going well. I added some extra things so I wouldn't rebel in hunger and have a big binge session, over a kg down since Wednesday.

Things in my head are bad at the moment, not helped by things in my body being sore and troublesome. Judging by the poor numbers this blog gets no one wants to hear me complain, since that's mostly what I do here so I'll omit the details.

Look, some art!

 This is Girl. Girl is supposed to feature in all of the pages I work on in the magazine - I forgot to take her with me on Friday so she missed the photo shoot. I'll fix that this week.

This one is a few weeks old, I did it as an impatient and then smeared paint all over the page with the kettle. The page with the kettle flips up to reveal the image below.

I consider the main two pages below to be finished, but I'll work on the red page, maybe just get rid of the advertising, I like the rest. I'm not sure where Girl goes here.

Missing the girl. I know where to put her though.

Painting from two weeks ago just using up left over paint from another work and then added the white and bird, which is cut out from a piece of fabric lying around.