The Miracle Of Exercise And A Movie

Woke up feeling terrible. I slept for 14 hours last night. Woke up around noon. Had lunch, even though I can barely get anything in. Didn't want to go outside the hospital, but I did. That was the right decision for me. I went to the gym in the city and did an hour's worth of exercise. Felt bad because people were staring at me and inwardly mocking me. It's because I'm so skinny and not muscular at all. That's why I'm going to the gym in the first place...

Then I watched a movie at the cinema, alone...   I watched De Rouille et d'Os, a French film featuring the Belgian actor Matthias Schoenaerts. Good film, even though I couldn't really enjoy it. I really felt the loneliness. It's such a crushing feeling. To add insult to injury, I had a headache.

Back at the hospital, I asked for a Dafalgan to ease the headache. It worked. I don't know why, but somehow this place makes so uncomfortable and depressed. The people here don't talk to each other. I really need a friend here. There's one guy who keeps burping in front of people. He's so disgusting. At least excuse yourself when it happens...   I don't feel any friendliness from the staff here as well. Isn't it their job to help me? The food here is disgusting as well. Typical hospital food. I just feel so lonely and depressed here. I.e.; even more lonely and depressed than usual.

End of Rant.