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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!

Tuesday, 20 April 2010

I have clothes!

Feeling better... Managed to sleep better, although did wake up a few times through the night in a tangle with my O2 tubes.

Weird how you can still feel it around your neck for a good hour after taking it off. I can remember the first time I slept with oxygen in hospital and for ages after my discharge, I could still feel the tubes under my chin and round my neck even though they were left still firmly attached to the hospital ward.

Thought to keep me from dozing on the sofa, I'd do all my ironing today. As I washed all my summer whites that were hibernating in a suitcase under my bed at the weekend, I had enough to get me through 'Good Morning' and 'Loose Women'. So I have now gone from panicking that I had no summer clothes to summer clothes bulging out my little wardrobe! Ok, I have picked up a few new things on the way even though I said I wouldn't, but hey you can't go on holiday without something new can you and new knickers don't really cut it on the holiday clothes front!

Still got a dry cough and producing; well all things horrible. So back to work tomorrow. I'll probably nose dive on my desk come lunchtime and people will find me by my snores in a pool of dribble.
I wonder if they will mind if I go to work in my pjs as I'm scared to wear anything decent just in case I need it for my holiday. God I hate the lead up to packing.

Now have another worry. Been watching the news and holiday makers are now been stranded abroad thanks to the Iceland volcanic ash. What happens if they storm our cruise liner while we are all off on an excursion? There could be mutiny on the 'Independence of the Seas' and they could sail off with all my clean whites!

lots of love Debbie x

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