Back to the hospital to complete the treatment I was getting earlier, which was suddenly interrupted by my covid recurrence.
2020 has been so weird. I've spent more time in a hospital bed than my own. And my mother has moved countries so we could isolate together, yet I've barely seen her because I've either been admitted in hospital or in quarantine!

It's all good, though, because I'm very excited to get on with this treatment and hopeful this will be the start of a new chapter.
Also, I've had pretty brutal insomnia since my last covid round and I'm hoping they'll knock me out in the hospital.

I've been too afraid to take any sleep aids for fear of having covid complications whilst sleeping.