Ooo I woke up with a headache plus a sore throat this morning and there was no way I was leaving my bed before I was well and truly ready. Did I sing too many improper songs, fall off a table and land on my head last night at my party or was it just that I had a generous amount of drinks and ended up talking too much? Me talking too much? Ok you've got me there, but there were so many people and so little time to fit everyone in.
I did look really bad this morning and when I revisited my discovery of the three year old photos that I found yesterday on my mobile, I did have a little weep. Even when I showed Reni today, there was silence and a hug from her.
Three years ago I was a stone and a bit lighter, short blonde hair, full of life and the only lines on my face were laughter lines, ok there was a hell of a lot of laughter!
Now I am just over eleven stone with a bloated face and bloated stomach thanks to too many drugs, a face that shows every bad day that has passed in those three years in the shape of dark sunken eyes, lines everywhere which believe me ain't no laughter lines this time and a look that the Mona Lisa would have been wearing if she was thinking 'holly fuck what's next, I've had enough matey boy,' all topped off with grotty grey hair because I don't want to die with roots. At least she got to wear a blanket on her head, I need one over my head and my face! And believe me, having a hangover doesn't help the Debbie Burden stroke Mona Lisa look one iota and in my view that woman looked seriously pissed off and she was supposed to be smiling!
Even my mother looks better than me with her freshly painted red finger nails!
Still I had a surprise visit from my eldest son who came with Oliver and Reni for the afternoon, which was lovely having my family around me and this really boosted me up.
So after I've drunk this rather strong brandy and coke which is for medicinal reasons of course as my throat is still sore, I'm not drinking until Christmas and I'm off back to bed!
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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