Hi there human on the other end of these words!
I'm feeling a lot better.
That's all I really have to say...
Help is at hand to counter my partial infection in the form of my non-judgemental, caring and experienced parents.
Experience is probably the most important thing you can have in life.
Really, you can bluff some things and pretend to know others, but you can't cheat experience.
Especially your own parents.
In this case, they knew exactly what to do about my semi-zombie predicament... Mass sugar intake.
Literally cramming all kinds of unhealthy junk into my face is apparently now medically necessary.
It's a hard life!
King size Mars bars, multiple Relentlesses, Jumbo crisps, more Skittles than you can shake a stick at...
Everything that I wasn't supposed to eat is now keeping me free of infection.
Don't try this at home though, kids. I am in a very rare situation where the fosinopril has partially bonded to my cells...
Unless I keep my energy levels up, dead cells aren't removed by my immune system quickly enough.
Calories are saving me from infection. My damaged cells need all the glucose they can get.
Keeping me alive is a ridiculous diet that would normally kill me... Ironic, huh?
So, that's the news. Write at 'you' tomorrow.
REMAIN INDOORS