Yay... I'm booked in

I bunked off rehab today.
I did explain to them why I was bunking off, as one of our friends needed a little bit of moral support today and as Lynn was already in the village having her hair done, it seemed stupid to make her go to Ipswich and back again for tonight, especially with petrol being as expensive as it is at the moment.
We had a really nice lunch in the sunshine at a local pub, in fact we actually started burning at one point where the sun was so hot.
Was really lovely being ladies who lunch and not having a hospital visit or rehab for a change.
Fab weather, second day of no heating on in my bungalow and I haven't felt the need to wear gloves in my front room since Sunday night!
Yay... warm hands!

Turns out it was a bit of a celebration for me too as at long last they have called me to book me in at Broomfield for my coronary angiogram. One step closer to the transplant.
I have to be honest, I am bricking it about having this done. The thought of having a catheter put in my heart while I'm awake frightens the hell out of me. Apparently I have to be there for six hours from 8am and have to lay flat for 24 hrs and will not be allowed out unless there is someone there to look after me. Whether that includes those six hours I don't know, but I have to go and be assessed next week and will find out more then.
Questions that are burning in my head now, is how will I manage to clear my chest and what if I cough when having the angiogram done? God, I am scared.

I thought I'd book Julie to have her feet nibbled by little fishes in a clinic in Braintree, to get her ready for her holiday and me... well I just wanted a boost. Apparently it's all the rage and it's only a tenner on special offer, but alas because we both have verrucas, we can't have it done.
I wonder whether; a) it would kill them off as verrucas do produce a lot of dry skin and they might actually poison them?
b) would they make the verrucas bleed by nibbling off too much dead skin and then make the fish go wild and turn into piranhas?
or c) It's just that you could spread the verrucas, simple as?
Ah well back to the cheese grater!
All this sunshine makes you think of getting your much neglected feet and legs into some sort of ship shape so that you can actually show them to the sun and it people without blinding them.
When I do start exfolitlating (I can't spell it and neither can the spell checker!), I will probably lose a stone off my legs with the amount of dead skin that will be washed down the plug hole!
Must sort them out before I go to have this angiogram done, as they go in through my thigh and I don't want to worry about the procedure and my hairy white scaly legs too!

Lots of love Debbie x