Today I spent the morning browsing the Internet for a walker. I can't believe someone hasn't designed a fab one for girlies like me, because I have exhausted every site going and the jazziest one I could find was a bright blue one. Even the site where I found my Marilyn Monroe shopping trolley for transporting my first oxygen cylinder around has let me down. I feel there is a gap on the market here, so maybe I should go into designing walkers for the fabulous! After all as Barbara cheered me up by saying, I was about to become a 'Trolley Dolly', now I can handle being that... I love it!
Went out looking for pj bottoms, but unfortunately no luck. I did however relinquished any fashion values I had to a pair of velour leisure pants... unfortunately I hadn't realised they were for short legs, so now I look like an Essex girl reject!
Lovely and warm apart from the six inch gap between my slippers and their hem. Should I start wearing thongs and have them showing while my bum hangs out of my leisure pants and saying 'Shut up' after everything people say to you in a whiny voice!? Or maybe I should train the way I speak to go 'up' at the end of every sentence to make it sound like a question? Hell and they take the Michael out of me being a carrot cruncher! After watching that 'Essex' programme, I bet there will be quite a few others like me who say they live on the Suffolk borders!
Had my physio at the hospital today and really felt worn out when I returned home, so fell asleep on the sofa only to wake up in the pitch dark! Luckily it was where the clocks have gone back and not the fact I had slept well into the evening. Felt very odd tonight though, which was a shame as Jean had treated me to a belated birthday meal at the Compasses, my fav restaurant. I think it could have been the heat in the restaurant and the fact we were sitting near a radiator, as I came over all unnecessary and had to go to the bathroom twice in ten minutes just to cool down. Maybe whatever it was I had at the weekend hasn't quite left the building!
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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