Sputum sample number two in the bag or should I rephrase that and say in the pot. Sample one was a no no yesterday. I tried yesterday, in fact I tried too hard actually, as whenever I have physio, there is never that much lurking about in my lungs first thing in the next morning and it's a bit of a battle when on the time frame of having to get to work.
So being practical I sat on the loo while trying to 'cough' some up. Sitting on the loo is a necessity when middle aged, as when you start straining to get a good old deep cough going: putting it bluntly, you are going get a little drop of pee escape!
This time is was more then a little drop of pee escaping, but all of my breakfast toast and morello cherry jam rushing up from my stomach. Luckily my bath is next to the loo so I was able to vomit in that.
Now this very helpful hint may win me a £20 voucher to spend on incontinent pads from 'Woman's Helpful hints around the house' magazine, but if you puke in the bath, when you go to wash it away it doesn't all rush to the plug hole and bung it up! It's more spread out so to speak. Yay no more having to stick your finger in to it to push the lumps of carrots down the plughole... sorted!
Sample deposited at the hospital and this time managing to keep my shoes on and avoiding puddles, then get off to work normally o time.
Had a long chat with my boss today and I'm being allowed to go tomorrow, as I don't think I can handle loads of goodbyes next week. I'm happy to have my party in Nov as planned, as hopefully I'm be more together by then and less tearful. Today has been a real strain fighting back the tears.
Got home today and on the doorstep was an envelope full of request forms for blood tests , urine tests etc all with 'lung transplant' emblazoned across them, all starting next week... Wednesday to be precise...gulp.
Picked up Reni to take her to work tonight and brought myself a bottle of wine and a couple of chocolate bars at the garage. I've been very good with my diet, but sod it, everyone is allowed something naughty sometime.
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!
No comments:
Post a Comment