Today was not a lot better I'm afraid. The flow of students was spaced out a wee bit better thankfully today and I was just spaced out!
Luckily I had the dentist first thing this morning, so at least I got to get another 30mins in bed which was bliss. As true to sod's law I was overtired last night after yesterdays nightmare and was hoovering at midnight just to try and finish me off so I could sleep. But hey the dentist says I have good oral hygiene and no fillings needed yet again, so I do have something going for me at last.
Of course all good things come to an end as my lovely Sadie wasn't over impressed with what I looked like today and how low my stats have been this past week. That's two weeks running that I've looked grim on a Wednesday. Last week I was a pumpkin head because of the allergy and this week I have rather large dark dents around my eyes. Strange how they have gone from two swollen slits to hollows as Sadie puts it. Plus I've got a headache that even I'm worried about now and I know it's because I'm just plain exhausted. So I'm afraid it's been spelt out in neon letters now, 'rest up time tomorrow,' which means landing poor old Sam in it, but she'll be out the office for a while to do the freshers fair so hopefully she'll get a breather.
I also showed Sadie my letter from the oxygen clinic along with another letter saying that they've brought my appointment forward again. Where I thought that my levels were better because they were higher, the actual numbers meant that my kidneys were suffering more than they should be. I thought that lugging that bloody oxygen unit around on my back all day and freezing my kidneys was bad enough and now they are suffering in other ways. Shit.
So tomorrow I am going to rest and rest and rest. And if I need to rest again on Friday, then I will rest then too. I am important and it's about time I realised that.
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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