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I'll be 55 this August... I've had bronchiectasis for ten years plus this year... End stage lung disease for the past year...been on oxygen for three years... and have I got used to it yet?... nah! I am now waiting for the biggie; a double lung and maybe a heart transplant. I love my life weirdly enough, because I have some wonderful family and friends who are with me every step of the way on my adventures, even though I embarrass them on a daily basis with my unorthodox way of looking at life. Not for the faint hearted!

Thursday, 14 January 2010

freezing!

Blimey o'reilly... freezing fog now, any other variations of cold can we have thrown at us??
Really wanted to stay in bed this morning and sleep for another couple of hours , but he ho off to work we must go.

Sometimes I wonder why I fought so hard to continue working full time as I'm stuck in yet another traffic jam and yawning my head off and then I'm at work for ten minutes with Sam, my friend and workmate of ten years and I know... we are a bloody good team! Good at what we do and keep each other laughing most the day... How many people get to say that?

Plus where else other than on my journey to work, do I get to hurl abuse at so many people... Do they not know what an indicator is and what it's for? Duh morons... I just love sitting waiting at a busy roundabout for some nobhead to turn off without indicating, robbing me of my way to escape!

Whoa... roadrage I hear you cry, but believe me, I am a pussy cat now... just ask Sam. Before Christmas when I had a new infection, (this one even had a computer virus and a X-man character named after it... Proteous I think it was spelt) I was hateful!
I was put on Gentamicin to blast this little beastie and boy did the Gent make me feel ill. Dizzy and pukey the whole time and topped with steroids, I was charming to know. Still got rid of a lot of rude people at work as I would glare at them over my glasses, with an 'Excuse me!' in a very school marmish voice. I'm quite nice normally.. honestly!

I was taken off the Gent after nine very long days and many bruises later from banging into things. Lucky for me the beastie went and I was back on my colomycin and left with my normal pondweed growing in my lungs.. my physio said she'd never known anyone so pleased to hear that the pseudomonas was back... hey better the devil you know I say!

So back to work again tomorrow, swearing at the drivers on my way (mostly male because for once they know where they are going and don't want to let others know) and smiling at the students... and giggling with my girlie Sam!

lots of love Debbie x

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