Yay I'm only light blue today, so resting has done me good. Actually it was lovely as I slept in till 9.45am and even though there was a MP on TV saying that it was wrong that people were going to work while others carry on sleeping on the sick, I say.... Bollocks to him... I work hard the rest of the time and not only working full-time, but looking after my mother to keep her out of a nursing home and saving them more money and I have been for years.
So yahoo sucks and bollocks to you! Ooo that word rolls off the tongue so well!
I wasn't just resting though today. I was being pro-active, as I was emailing HR about my deteriorating health and then talking to a very nice lady from the local Council for advice on how to keep mother safe and well in her bungalow. Mind you asking for help and admitting a certain amount of defeat was rather like the phone call I made to the vets when we couldn't cope with Jezzabell's rapidly failing health. I ended up in tears as she was so kind. Oh Lord, my mother isn't going to be happy that I compared her to my old dog!
Later dropped off yet another sample at the hospital and then had physio on my comfy bed at home instead of on a coffee table. Hannah told me how she made the others laugh when she said it was the first time she had given postal drainage on a coffee table surrounded by self-help books and books on 'how not to committe suicide!' I think we will try the photocopier next time as that has a nice slope to it and she won't hurt her back so much. Variety is the spice of life.
I think that the new Government might hire a hit man though to take me out, as Hannah was talking about getting the latest equipment installed into my phone line. It's sounds very clever as it takes my stats and sends the results straight to the clinic, they then advise me if I'm about to snuff it. At least it gives me advance warning on whether to bother hanging my washing out or not and to put on matching underwear. I have very strong views on what I look like when dying: mascara on, no regrowth hence why I'm not having my hair coloured all over again only highlights, make sure I have my two silver rings on and a pair of knickers on too. I do not want to meet my maker with no drawers on. Makes me cringe just to think about it.
Well back to work tomorrow in clean and pretty underwear!
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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