The weekend doesn't even feel like a weekend, apart from not having to go to hospital. I did not enjoy it like how I would for the other weekends, even though I had my usual dining out session and time with my boy.

We were really quiet over dinner. No..in fact almost the whole evening. We didn't quarrel, and were on great terms with each other, but both of us are not in the mood for anything. "Stress" spells on our forehead, and he hasn't been feeling well these few days too.

The air in my room has been drastically dry these days and I have no idea why. And CG has his nose bleeding almost every morning in my room when he wakes up. He never told me about it and I was suspecting it when I saw blood stains in my sink one morning. I was only wondering why he would get up suddenly in the morning and rush to the toilet.

I finally saw his nose bleeding last night when he knocked on my toilet door to ask me if he can go in. I was still thinking he must be trying to be funny, until he showed me his fingers with blood. It shocked me, and when I opened the door, I saw his nose bleeding profusely. It was flowing non stop and I was so worried for him. Had to keep pressing onto his nose. Watching the amount of blood he loses with each nose bleed, it was no wonder he's got postural hypotension at the chocolate shop on Friday.

I think I shall go out and buy pig's liver now. Shall spring a dinner surprise on him tonight. It's time to take care of my boy.