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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, 15 June 2011

A rest day... sort of

Although I felt like someone had filled my nostrils with cement while I slept last night, I actually didn't feel as bad today.

I'm sure it's just a summer cold and hopefully if I rest up a bit more, then this feeling whacked all the time and my lows oxygen levels will settle down again.
I just got to do what Sadie has said and that is up my fluid intake and keep my chest as clear as I can.
Easy. I drink what seems a bath full of water each day and I am already through a box of tissues from coughing up nasties today, so I'm doing everything right.
Perhaps I should get Kleenex to sponsor me?
I'm sure I could come up with some sure fire slogan about what I use them for and I'd look great on the video shoot. I can see it now, my advert on teatime TV and people from all around Great Britain running to the toilet to throw up... what a winner!

As I was going to stay in today, I decided not to waste the day and to wash the patchwork quilt that my sister made me 15 years ago. It's not as unhygienic as you are thinking honestly. I have had it cleaned a couple of times after my eldest son left home for university as he loved it on his bed and after he left home to get married, it was just used on the bed for show.
I then had it packed away for many years until I moved here and decided to use it this winter.
It actually washed up lovely and I have no idea why I wasted all that money having it professionally cleaned in the past. Apart from the bird's poo in the final 30 mins of being on the line, it looked fab and smelt gorgeous!
Excellent the day wasn't wasted at all.

I did start getting bored, so I drove over to the posh food store in Mark's Tey to buy my eldest son's Father's Day present, basil infused olive oil, posh balsamic vinegar and fig chutney... Ok he's 33 years old, I've been divorced for the past 5 years and I'm still making sure Father's Day is covered!
Still I treated myself to some rather scrummy posh chocolates, for medical reasons only of course.
They had my favourites, dark chocolate truffles with chilli...Mmmm... I popped one into my mouth as I drove off and oh dear god, did they have a kick or what?! Talk about make your eyes water. I had to eat another one straight away!

My quiet day turned into a quiet night and I spent watching 'The Apprentice', where things did start getting noisy as I shouted abuse at the TV. Goodness me are some of this candidates up their or bums or what?!
I know I'm not 60 yet, but what a low opinion they have of retired people. One girl actually asked what do old people do?
Well honey and yes that is meant to be patronising, I am retired and I do have one toe in the grave, but 'honey' come with me down memory lane at look at what I've done and I'll leave you standing!

Lots of love Debbie x

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