Jan 9th – Day of Aches and Pains

I wake up to find my body full of aches at the slightest of movements and sleeping is my only agenda. When I finally wake up long enough for Ana to see how I’m doing, she brings me food which I don’t eat much of. I apologize and tell her I wish I could eat more, which she says it’s okay. It’s customary when you move into another country for your stomach to first reject the food and even so if I don’t like something she makes it’s okay. When she comes to see how I’m doing later that day Adrian comes with her. Ana tells me he’s been asking how I’m doing and if I’m okay. Which he waves and smiles at me. Once they leave, he comes back again with a toy. It’s a baby Winnie the Pooh dressed in a nightie and sleeping. He told me he thought it would make me feel better and help me sleep. Giving me a kiss on the cheek and saying good night, he goes back downstairs. I fall back asleep, and when I wake up I try to eat again. This time I eat more and Ana says in a very mom-like manner ‘Good girl, much better’. And then I sleep again.