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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!

Tuesday, 9 November 2010

More food anyone?

The painter arrived an hour early today and my blood pressure went into shock mode as I fell out of bed to beg them to give me 5mins, so I could throw on my jeans etc. Turned out that my dash to get dressed and have a pee in record time was all for nothing as the painter took one look at the new plaster and signed it off as not dry enough to paint yet!
Also he only had magnolia on the van and my bathroom is a pretty duck egg green/blue colour. He must have thought I was mad as he was trying to get me to agree on what shade was the nearest to my bathroom colour next to his colour chart. I insisted on either talking to him through tight lips or with my hand across my mouth while backing away from him all the time. The 5mins get dressed and pee time, didn't include time to clean my teeth and my mouth always feels like a bear's bum when I wake up in the morning!
I was beginning to slump after they had gone back to their depot to report why they couldn't paint. So I had a hot bath in my half completed bathroom to ease my aching shoulders and neck and to stop my frantically beating heart from trying to get out of my chest via my ears!
At least I didn't have plaster dust exfoliating my bum like I have ever since the plaster came last Friday, but I did rub on some 'Deep Heat' when I got out of the bath and dried myself.
Dear God, the heat on my neck was so intense that I thought it was on fire... so act two of me dashing around the bungalow followed, only this time to the vocal accompaniment of me swearing my head off, while trying to wipe the 'Deep Heat' off!

Later my friend called in to see me as she was off to see her doctor and I glad to say that she looked a lot better than when I had seen her last time. She is still tearful, but today only one tear escaped, so she is getting there however slowly. It's awful to think that work can give you a purpose in life and a confidence that you can achieve all sorts, but if the tide changes it can also rob you of your self esteem and shake the foundations that you stand on so very quickly.
I am thankful that I am away from all this mayhem at the moment.
But we had a lovely lunch and brought our fears out into the open, as that is the only way that you can deal with them, giving each other hug.
After she left, I picked up Reni from work and as she hadn't eaten, I ended up having another lunch with her at Prezzos otherwise she probably wouldn't make herself anything. Won't be wanting food tonight I shouldn't think. I felt like I was appearing in the Christmas episode of 'the Vicar of Dibley!'
So tonight I will go and have a massage on my neck and shoulders and see if she can't get them to sit where they are supposed to be and not up around my ears!

Lots of love Debbie x

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