Day 1, Week #3

Drinking mint tea this time around, so far so good as I only threw up twice. This shit don't get any easier and I'm still freezing. They decorated the ward..huh, still hate being there no matter how pretty they make it look. It rained this morning so it's extra cold finger tips light blue. Wonder how I'd look in that shade, not clothing though...skin. Washed my hair last night 3 came out. They just twirled out between my fingers...it's started. Or should I say ending...? Taking a two week rest, gotta try look ok for x-mas. Positive thoughts and mind will follow, if I manage to keep this up I'll be well enough to see Eric and what's left of him. Hoping I'll be strong enough to see my brother through this neuron haze.