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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!

Wednesday, 25 May 2011

Look into my eyes....

Not a bad day today, just spent slowly making sure that I got my strength back from yesterday before doing much.
Who would have thought that a day with friends sitting chatting in my back garden in the sunshine would wear me out so much and that I'd have to have a day to recover.
If anyone had told me five years ago that this would be how I would act now, I would have laughed in their faces. Me the original Peter Pan. I was working full time at the university and on a Saturday night working behind the bar of our local and I could still fit in looking after my mother, going out a couple of times a week to either the theatre, meals or just generally enjoying life to the full.
Thank goodness that I did!

Today my day was spent in slow motion. Once I got dressed and after lunch, I got myself into gear all be it a slow gear, I popped down to Cressing Temple to get some ideas of what was going on there throughout the summer.
A Vintage Fayre, Taming of the Shrew and a posh food festival just to name a few things.
I need events in my life to look forward to, always have and more so now as I have no holiday to look forward to.
Next stop was to garden centre to buy another pot for my frontdoor plants, as one of mine fell over in the wind and broke. Of course I got side tracked and brought some more herbs, but I did have some vouchers so not spending too much money in there, hoorah!
I scared some lady while in the herb section. She must have thought my heavy breathing was coming from some rabid dog behind her, as she spun round looking at knee level and was very surprised when she saw me there, an old dog leaning on a trolley full of plants!

So this old dog picked up Reni from work and we headed off for an injection of colour into our lives at our favourite store 'Townrows'.
We had a drink and cake before wandering around the store, just window shopping of course until before I saw some fake tan... Oooo I can look like I've been away on holiday even if I don't go away. And bonus it doesn't stink of chemicals.
Mind you last year when I came home from my freebie holiday in Cyprus, my tan looked like some strange patchwork quilt, as parts of my back had gone a beautiful shade and other parts decided no way. So Reni is in charge of making me an even colour all over so I can wear a dress with bare legs...Bliss.
I then started chatting to the young lady on the make up counter about eye shadows and before I knew it, I was out my wheelchair and propped up on a stool being made up.
I did think that she had done a good job, but it still felt very odd having your eyes fully made up like that. I will buy some of the products eventually, but I wanted to see every one's reaction first.
Ann's was one of 'I know you look different but why?' and as she said my hallway would look like a brothel, she doesn't count anyway!
Mother was totally oblivous to my make up and just carried on telling me she was bored again, so maybe it didn't look over the top?
Beryl and Jacky really liked it and Beryl agreed with me that she wishes she was more adventurous when she went out.
Reni loved it.
I'm still not sure about all of it yet, so we'll see.
When I am feeling worn out etc, it's always a danger period for my purse, so I will try the 48 hour test of do I still want it after that time before I buy. Maybe sun kissed legs with give me the tonic I need at the moment, though a letter would be a better tonic!
Nearly went a whole day without mentioning the letter... sorry folks!

Lots of love Debbie x

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