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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!

Sunday, 11 July 2010

lots of love, but not to ants!

Ah bliss... I slept till 10.55am and probably would have still been there if my house phone hadn't have rang. Maybe not as when I did stir the Augmentin made it's presence known. I wonder if I will lose any weight?

Looked more human though, which is a good thing with prospect of wedding photos to be taken. I actually look as if I have lost the bags and the dark circles under my eyes... bonus. And as I can't drink while on these tablets, hopefully I might lose a pound or two.

I did have to do a bit of housework though, as where I went to rescue my mother from her demented door bell last night, which for some bizarre reason decided to start ringing and wouldn't stop until I walloped it with her walking stick. I had walked in some trampled cherries from the tree that overhangs the path between mine and hers and consequently walked some of the debris into my bungalow. I had to throw my slippers away, as some of it was stuck firmly unto the bottom of the soles and was sticking to the carpet as I walked.
Woke up to find lots of ants feeding on my sweet footprints.

Now I hate ants. I had a nasty experience with them many moons ago when the boys were mere babies. I had left my inhaler in my handbag on the back of our settee, but I had also left the cap off the inhaler. First thing in the morning I came downstairs probably half asleep as I would be with two babies who failed to know what the word sleep meant. I shook it and took a blast from the said inhaler and sent an extended family of ants and all their friends and their families down my throat into my lungs! Now a blast on an inhaler comes out at 70 mph apparently so there was no stopping that baby once it's had started. I think I was throwing up for the next hour once I'd stopped being hysterical! How people of a different culture think ants, all be them covered in chocolate, are a delicacy is beyond me. Those horrible little creepy crawlies taste as bitter as hell.

I now always keep my cap on, I always look out for squatters of the creepy crawlie kind and always keep a can of ant killer under my sink!

Lots of love Debbie x

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