Oh my god, I am in fashion hell. I look like a bloody hiker from the Lake District with my hired oxygen concentrator on.
Firstly I hadn't adjusted the strap properly this morning when I took it to work on it's maiden voyage, so the little box was stuck under and wedging up my arm. I say little box, it looks like a gas mask box from WWII as Sam so nicely put it as she picked herself up off the floor from laughing so much. Plus my handbag had got stuck under it, so I was all hunched over and looked like 'Mrs Overall'.
Secondly you have to wear a battery belt with it, which if that doesn't get the rubber gloves twanging at the airport, nothing will. It looks like a cross between a terrorist pack and an old ladies bum bag. Dear God I hope they think I'm an old lady, as my brother-in-law retires from the airport this month and I'm sure he'd love to see his sister-in-law red faced and touching her toes as the security guard searches her whilst wearing Latex!
So are you getting the picture yet? A gas mask type bag slung nonchalantly across shoulders, bum bag lookie likey strapped around my waist, well hanging down as I tried to make it look a bit Gok Wan! All I need now is a kagoule, a lump of Kendell mint cake and a cheese and pickle sarnie in the other hand, a bad perm and viola, you have Hiker Chic!
Yes Julie I do look like 'I'll have that one's' twin sister! The damn thing even vibrates on my hip and the oxygen when it comes through, has a weird eggie smell, I guess so you know it's working! Well there's another way that I'll tell if it's not working, I'll kneel over and I can't see many punters rushing to give me the kiss of life looking like 'Mavis the Hiker Chic' can you?!
Arrrgghh is any holiday worth this I ask??
Thanks for the helpful hints on Facebook for keeping my mouth closed so I breathe through my nose instead. No gaffer tape won't work my dear son, as when I take it off after a day in the sun, I will have a tanned face and a white oblong around my mouth so I'll look like Peppy the Clown! The Hiker Chic look just keeps on getting better... woe is me!
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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