Not a bad day today, no dead bodies littered around my bungalow after my impression of the 'Boston Strangler' last night and I seemed to have warmed up nicely.
It did occur to me last night, that I still have my summer duvet on and still have the bedroom window open, so my bungalow is nice and toasty, so it must just me having cold hands, warm heart maybe syndrome?!
I was up nice and early chatting to the oxygen delivery man and it was still jolly cold outside, but I managed to get some my washing dried a bit.
Jo came over for lunch and we set off to the Boden Sale at Towerlands, picking Reni up on route. My goodness me, there were some buyers in there, but some terrific bargains to be had. We all went home with some excellent buys and Reni looked so cute in hers, especially the jazzy cut off trousers, which she had never thought of buying, but loved them.
I didn't look as cute in my dresses, but I didn't look gross either, so that's always a bonus! Jo brought some fab leather boots for £40, so everyone a winner.
After lunch I set off to Maldon to have more physio, but with the state of the roads I was driving on, I parted with quite a lot before I even got there! Maybe I don't need beating anymore, just drive around the roads of Essex for half an hour, hitting some of the pot holes made by the snows and job done!
The hospital was so hot, that it was ridiculous. I actually felt quite ill being beaten up in that heat and poor Hannah was suffering with a cold and a stinking headache, which I wasn't helped by the heating in there. We opened up the windows wide, so really we were defeating the object of them trying to keep the place warm. Surely someone in charge must realise that you do not need anywhere that hot? If I was a patient in there, I would be hanging out the windows gasping for air.
Ah well I logging off now to get ready to watch 'Midsummer murders' with a brandy and lemonade, a sad git I know, but who cares!
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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