I am 'The' Debbie

It was a much better day today even though I had a crappy nights sleep yet again. I know this sounds absolutely ridiculous, but my windows were closed in the bathroom and my bedroom when I got in yesterday and I really can't remember closing them before going out!?
I laid there in bed trying desperately hard to remember me shutting them, but I couldn't. Surely a burglar wouldn't close the windows before leaving??? Plus there was nothing missing.
I did wonder at one point if it was my friend's daughter fed up of me being slap hazzard at times, and had climbed in and closed them before letting herself out the front door to teach me a lesson.
Then I realised that this was probably the drugs and lack of sleep talking!
How stupid is that to think that; nearly as daft as me thinking that a burglar would ever find anything worth stealing in the first place in my home. I'm still building up my home from when I got divorced and the only things that are new in my home is my armchair and my genuine Venetian plastic chandelier... Just call me second hand Rose!

Had a massage to relax me before going to hospital today and I also took my mother's A-frame on wheels to help me get across from the car park to the ward as it very nearly killed me last time as I had to walk so far. I luckily left mother at home!
I was quite right to take her wheeler, as once again I had to walked what seemed miles and it's all up hill, ok not a huge one, more of a slope, but still knackered me last time.
I arrived hardly stressed at all and actually had colour in my cheeks, a million miles away from last time where I was grey and very sweaty.
Anyway my blood gasses had improved which was good news as I would hate to have been dragging my tubes around everywhere for nothing. Better than they thought, so goodness knows what that meant.
While waiting for my drugs in pharmacy, a young nurse came up to me and asked if I was Debbie. Apparently she was in one of the classes I did with Ruth at Essex University and I'm now known as 'The' Debbie to the students! Oooo hello I am famous!
Also good news, while I sat watching the local news, they had a report from Papworth on TV with a lady who had a double lung and heart transplant 25 years ago and the doctor said that the greatest cause of death after a transplant was now old age! Wow that has actually diluted my fears somewhat especially after reading the NHS web pages and their sombre life expectancy.
Blue sky thinking again in my life and maybe I can stop worrying for a whole day!
Ooo and my dead TV was just a blip too!

Lots of love Debbie x