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Thursday. My friends and I awake earlyish. There is an extremely inconvenient bus strike on, which means that we have to get a taxi into town. We order one after eating some leftover nachos (Because we’re classy). After doing four hours of French lectures, I get the train out to the hospital. I read my Granny excerpts from my book, which is devoted to her. She seems touched at the chapter that I have written about her. I am so grateful to be able to show it to her after she almost died just three weeks before. I leave a proof copy in her room with her. That night, I stay over in my Gran’s house alone. This doesn’t really bother me, although it does feel a little weird being there without her.

Thursday. My friends and I awake earlyish. There is an extremely inconvenient bus strike on, which means that we have to get a taxi into town. We order one after eating some leftover nachos (Because we’re classy). After doing four hours of French lectures, I get the train out to the hospital. I read my Granny excerpts from my book, which is devoted to her. She seems touched at the chapter that I have written about her. I am so grateful to be able to show it to her after she almost died just three weeks before. I leave a proof copy in her room with her. That night, I stay over in my Gran’s house alone. This doesn’t really bother me, although it does feel a little weird being there without her.

Friday. I have a lie-in for the first time in weeks. It feels glorious. When I arise I have coffee and skip my first meal in a long time. I have noticed the urge to abstain from eating slowly come back to me in the past while. I tell myself that it was because of the pressure that I’m under and decide to make a bigger effort to keep on top of my eating habits. My Mam collects me from the house and we make the journey into the hospital. My aunty calls and tells us that construction workers have arrived at her house ahead of schedule. We divert back to hers to let them in and supervise until my uncle arrives. We head back to the hospital and spend the day with my Gran until she falls asleep for the night. Mam brings me to my favourite chipper before I watch some TV and head to bed early.

Saturday. My Mam and I awake early and go into the hospital together. We have breakfast with my Grandmother and hang out with her for a while before I need to run home. My book is launching tomorrow and I need to have my laptop with me. I get two buses home, drop off some clothes and pick up my laptop and some other bits. My roommate is sitting in the kitchen and I have a cup of coffee with her as we haven’t had a chance to catch up in ages. I get two buses back into the hospital and watch TV with my Gran for a while. Deciding I need to treat myself, I grab a pizza in a nearby pizzeria before getting the bus back to my Gran’s house. I eat the pizza while watching TV before getting some work done and falling asleep.

Sunday. I wake up in the afternoon to a wonderful feeling in my stomach. My book has been released today and I am very excited. I spend the morning advertising it and changing my blog to a new season format. In the afternoon, I go to the hospital and spend a little bit of time with my Gran. I tell her about my book launch and she is very proud. She tells me that we’ll celebrate when she gets out of the hospital. It gives me hope to know that she has hope. I head to an Italian restaurant for a date with a boy that I’ve been speaking to for a while. I’m just the tiniest bit nervous but I quite like the guy that I’m speaking to. I text him before getting the bus to make sure that it’s all still on and he tells me that he’s looking forward to it. I arrive a little bit early by an accident. I order a glass of prosecco to calm my nerves and then I order another one for good measure. As the time slowly passes by I don’t get disheartened. I’m not worried, but I tell myself that when he’s half an hour late without an explanation, I’m leaving. When the half an hour is up, I text him to tell him that I’m leaving. I’ve been stood up for the second time in my life. I ask the waitress can I pay for my drinks and ignore her pitying gaze. I don’t make an excuse as to why I have to leave or why the other member of my party didn’t arrive. I don’t owe her anything. Instead I smile, pay for my drinks and leave her a sizeable tip because I want to put some good into the world. When I leave the restaurant, I ring my friends to see who’s around. There’s no way I’m going home and getting into bed alone. I came out for an enjoyable evening and I intend to have one. Aoife tells me that she can be with me in two hours. I decide to pop into the restaurant where my friend works while I wait for Aoife. Danú brings me some food and chats to me on her breaks. I’m open with my friends about what happened. I don’t try and sugar coat it. They know better than to feel sorry for me but they are very understanding. Again, I’m really not upset. It’s not my problem if a boy isn’t brave enough to date me. That’s his loss. I meet Aoife in town before we get a bus back out home. We order Chinese and drink a bottle of rosé between us. We sit up and talk for a while before going to bed reasonably early.

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