Lizzie's diary, 18th December 2007

Diary entry: 18th December

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"I made myself get up early enough to have breakfast before we left. It’s getting easier to have 2 more normal-sized pieces of toast, although it takes a while to get through them. I still can’t force myself to give me a bigger piece than Barry though - but maybe that’s OK – he is twice the size of me after all. But it’s me that’s trying to put weight on, not him. I had prepared myself that I was going to have ‘proper’ lunch on the train but nearly found myself refusing the offered glass of champagne. What was that all about? Oh no – I don’t drink at lunchtime. And I’ve got a headache. For Christ’s sake – we were on the 1st Class Eurostar to Bruges – why couldn’t I just relax and enjoy it I managed to eat something at least but managed to let them take my tray away before I would tackle the apple pie. Waiting for the taxi in Bruges was awful – I don’t think I’ve ever been so cold. I don’t think I can endure another winter without any internal insulation. I get to a point where my brain seems to freeze and my heart seems to tremble. It gets into my bones and I don’t think I’ll ever be warm again. Barry jokes about my lips turning blue but it’s true, I lose all sensation in my nose and can’t seem to speak properly. So that’s a major reason for putting some weight on. We went to a local restaurant in the evening and I persuaded Barry to contribute to the diary…"
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Dr. B’s Quick Quill Quotes
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“Get on.”
“Finish your dessert.”
“Don’t touch your lips.”
“I absolutely adore you.”
“You’re an angel.”
“Cmon, get it down!”
“Stop making excuses.”
“Lying toad.”
“What’s that bit on the top?”
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“Finish your dessert and you can read it.”
(Well done)
“Finished – no you haven’t!”