Ooo doves and penguins!

Thankfully the 'Yuk Bug' has passed thanks to resting most of Wednesday and getting a sound beating to empty my lungs from one of Ruth's new recruits in the afternoon. Normally I go to Maldon to relax with a picnic next to the water, this time I was at the hospital there hanging onto the bed with my ass in the air over a bouncy pillow, while a trainee physio beat seven bells out of me. Not only did she knock the sputum out of my lungs, but the tiredness went as well. How?
She asked if I was a smoker and that was enough to get me fired up and the fighting spirit back in me. Not that I was rude to her, but I had to explain although I have to attend a COPD clinic, I haven't got a smoking related disease. If I don't fight my corner, people will carry on presuming, so I haven't got time to be tired.

So even though I was petrified of my own shadow on the Tuesday and really didn't want to go on the trip to Norfolk to the Christmas show today, because of the fore casted heavy snow; I was fired up enough to go and there I sat in the falling snow with a pair of penguin earmuffs on my head whilst freezing my butt off!
I was scared of going because, what if our coach got stuck in the predicted heavy snow and I couldn't get home? What would I do for my night oxygen, after all I hadn't been feeling my strongest lately? Then my friend Barbara pointed out that if I did get stuck, then the emergency department could bring out a canister of oxygen or take me to it... duh... Why didn't I think of that?
So my adventure started with a early rise, so I've proved one step stronger to the 'Yuk Bug' and we set off on the coach to Thursford with fifty OAPs... thanks Greta, but it prove to be great fun.
Not sure about having to eat a full Christmas dinner at 11am though, that wasn't so much fun even with wearing the obligatory paper hats out of the cracker and a stiff brandy to help wash it down. Just how do little OAPs managed to consume so much so early?
But the main attraction at Thursford was worth the early start. The Christmas show was a really lovely old fashioned variety show with lots of tap dancing and high kicking show girls, a smiling handsome magician, a cute ventriloquist and lots of singers... Ooo and doves that flew across the hall at the end after the fake snow fell! All was this set in a hall that looked like a wonderful grown ups Christmas grotto. All the better because no children allowed in the show... bliss.
I did feel guilty that my mother wasn't there as she would have really loved it, but Greta wouldn't have been able to handle two cripples. I hope that maybe next year if all goes well, than I'll be able to take her and she can marvel at the doves too, maybe we can all wear penguin earmuffs!

Lots of love Debbie x