I laid in bed last night relishing the peace and quiet of my bedroom. In my time I've lived on main roads and opposite a park which strangely enough was really quite noisy, but this is the first time I've had a perfectly peaceful bedroom and I love it.
Tonight it's all going to be different, because it's O-Day.
A really weird day, not just for me, but for the poor man who I had hired to clean my oven... which incidentally is costing me more than I paid for my second hand cooker in the first place, but the smoke was really making my eyes water when cooking a roast dinner.
Vera the oxygen nurse is totally off the wall and when the oven man walked through my living room, he didn't blink an eyelid to be greeted by Vera who was now smiling wildly, wearing her grand-daughter's knickers on her head and cutting my ear with a scalpel knife, I kid you not. The knickers she found in her pocket and wanted to see what reaction she got from him and when she's waving a scalpel around near my head, I ain't going to argue!
He did say after they went... 'They're a bit lively aren't they'... Understatement of the year me thinks!
They gave me the explanation talk of why I'm on it and the 'don't fiddle with the settings or my head will blow up' talk and then 'we'll see you next week if you haven't strangled yourself with the tubes'... And this little gem... Did you know that people actually buy the oxygen masks as sex aids... Hell I'm sitting on a goldmine?????
I wonder if my tubes might actually dangle me gently to the ground when I get too near the opposite side of my bed and fall out like I've done in the past?
So tomorrow I could go bouncing into work or crawl in like a zombie... Life is sooooooo exciting!
Lots of love Debbie x
About Me
- Me...Debbie Burden... or known as Burders
- 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!
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