Countdown to work

The last couple of years my life has been full of hospital appointments, so much so that I know certain nurses as friends and after yesterday's being recognised by the student physio and told how they call me 'The' Debbie, it's all a bit strange. I can see it getting even fuller with the prospect of the transplant. I'm not complaining honestly as it makes me realise that I've not pretending to be ill, but that is still hard to get my head round, as most days I feel normal. Ok I stop feeling normal when I start walking around however, but I do still feel normal when I'm sitting down .
Today was the head partner at my doctors turn. As she keeps getting results back from tests, but hasn't actually met me in a quite a few years, she thought it was time we met as well. She was very nice actually, offered me any help that I needed and smiled a lot... Er anger management might help me!
I saw a trailer for 'Reggie Perrin' the other day and I swear Martin Clunes has modelled himself on me, especially the scene where he pushes everything off the table and flicks things in the air... was he watching me in the office when I was having my hissy fit over 'the untidy desk' I wonder???
Though in my defence I have been a pussy cat for the last few days. No work stress I guess and plenty of rest which has really helped me feel a lot stronger, but I do wish my memory was a bit better as I've forgotten twice now to do my stats and last night I was nearly two hours late putting my oxygen on. Just as well I can make it up through out the day.
Last full day off tomorrow and then back to work. That's going to be weird and hard, but I will have routine again and that helps. I will however have my Bach Rescue Remedy in my pocket at all times!

Lots of love Debbie x