For sale.. One pair of lungs

I could keep Kleenex in business single handed. Where the hell does all this phlegm come from?
Ruth very kindly came to give me postural drainage and I was very generous with my donation of phlegm. So much so, I thought that I had blocked my toilet twice with the all tissue goody bags! Yet here I am at 10.46pm and I am still coughing the evil stuff up in great quantities.
If ever I get these new lungs that are being dangled in front of me like the light at the end of the tunnel, this will the one part that I would be so glad to say goodbye to. By God I hate it.
All I did was to bend down to put my dinner plate away and it is like volcano lava making it's way up from my lungs and being spewn out. I know is isn't very nice to read about, but believe me, it's even less nice being the human Mt Etna. In fact you stop feeling human.
If you can't imagine what it's like, then try thinking of yourself being sick and then swap the direction that the contents are coming up from, not from your stomach, but from your lungs and yes, I can bring up as much as you can chuck up! Gross huh?

I feel really tired today. I even fell asleep in the bath and woke up thanks to Julie's phone call with my hair a lot wetter than it should have been and my chin fully submerged in bath water, a tad worrying that I was heavy asleep as the water had gone luke warm too. Even when talking to her, I had trouble keeping my eyes open, let alone get my brain to actually function.
Bless her Julie's daughter came round to see me and I think I kept up with her, but I'm afraid my sister wanted to have a serious chat with me and that was just too far beyond me tonight.

Come on Tetracycline, do your stuff.

Lots of love Debbie x