Yesterday I stayed in bed, funny thing for a homeless person to do but I could hardly walk and had no reason at all to get up. Really very depressed. I got up twice to go accross the road to McD's and get tea with my stickers.
I had almost no food, a few old apples and some chocolate and biscuits, but though I was hungry I wasn't really using any energy either, so I thought it would be ok. I didn't feel ill with low blood sugar, just exhausted and despairing.
I was in the summerhouse, so I just stayed tucked into my blankets.

I checked my emails and things when I went over to the cafe, the clinic that was treating my walkign said that they think I need an x-ray and maybe I should go to A&E, but there is no way of getting to A&E, and I couln't even walk into town.
My doctor's surgery were ringing me about a letter for an appointment that should have been cancelled, they are the rudest and most unhelpful people and I am not getting the help I need from the doctor and yet they are phoning me about appointments that clearly are not valid, I am very annoyed. They still won't actually help me and were rude to me, so I made another complaint. I realise that I am not going to get medical help from this surgery because I won't go there and deal with the rude staff there, and since the doctor failed to help me I have heard nothing from him, he refuses to reply to messages. So I need a new doctor, but as with everything else, I simply cannot get the energy to get a new doctor, this county has the worst medical services in the country and I am tired of being messed about and being drugged for medical problems that need physical treatment, my body cannot tolerate the medicines.

Anyway, I stayed in bed and drank coffee from my brew kit with lots of sugar, because I had no milk left.

Eventually I slept through the night with the radio on quietly.
I woke up feeling a bit better, my leg is very bad though. I didn't feel hungry when I woke, just weak.
I washed and had some coffee and started walking.

It is a few miles walk and I can only walk very slowly. I walked past the police testing cars, and I kept walking.
Eventually I stopped at a church, I remember the nice vicar telling em I could always come to that church for help. But the vicar there was a different one and not too friendly, I didn't think I could walk any further in the cold rain as I was getting dizzy, so I was grateful when he grudgingly got me some toast and tea. I felt better at once. I continued my walk and arrived in town, my big issue seller friend - 'Cheerful' stopped me and gave me a full card of McD's stickers, and I saved that for later and headed for the daycentre.

The daycentre people got me a sandwich and some tea and I sat with rudeman and co and listened and rested.
Then I went to the library and caught up on computer things a bit.
Then I went back to the daycentre, they got me more tea and the leftover sandwiches and some spare packets of crisps, so I have supper of sorts.
Here I am. In the library.
There is still a gap in my blog from the last few days, and I will catch it up soon.