There's no business like show business!

29 students and 1 chest... mine.
Today was the day I met the new physio students at Essex Uni and as there was only twenty nine this time, I didn't feel as out numbered and it felt a lot easier to connect to them. Actually they were all very nice and you some of them already oozed that reassuring confidence out to you which made you think 'yeah I'd feel safe with them in a few years time'.
I think at first they were all a bit wary of me and of what questions to ask, but as the morning went on and the laughter got louder. Especially after my story of me peeing myself when getting my oxygen lead caught in the front door in a 'Tom and Jerry' cartoon way... that was quite an ice breaker. Or the story of how Julie calls me her window licker, especially when I was pushed up against the taxi window, they soon realised that there wasn't a lot of questions that were goung to faze me.
At the end I did my 'Hill Street Blues' talk about how grateful I am that they want to train to keep people like me semi normal, and I do mean it. Plus I'm already booked for next year and a couple of phlegm giving gigs later on this year! I know how to crowd please!
I was very tired though when I got home and had to have a forty winks sleep after I cleared my chest. All the deep breaths that I had to take while all tweny nine of them listened to my chest and back, plus all the goes on the spiromotry, did take it's toll on me.
Although Ann cooked tonight, I won't be sorry to get to bed and to go to sleep, I feel absolutely whacked out. So this is me taking my new whiter than white bra and my chest off to bed!

Lots of love Debbie x