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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!

Sunday, 6 November 2011

I'm sitting in the naughty corner...again

Nice one Debbie, who got so wrapped up in having fun yesterday and forgot all about her washing on the line? I did. And who left her towels out all last night, which of course was Guy Fawkes night or known as bonfire night? Me again.
They now have a slight smell of gun powder. Probably a perfect match for my days when I'm a little fire cracker or about to go off like a rocket like today!
A little bit of a grrrr day today, as I took mother to Frankie and Benny's and it was far from a relaxing lunch.

It is noisy in there at the best of times admittedly, but mother was in a foul temper before we even set off for lunch.
I had accidentally left my door keys still in the back door of my bungalow, so I used my spare one that I keep at hers to let myself back in while I left her in the car. I knew Oliver was visiting his father in the village so I wanted to check that they were actually there before he set off for his home, so if needed he could come round with his set and let me find them.

This was my first mistake leaving her unattended in the car, as I got the third degree when I got back in it just 10mins later. What was I doing for so long?
Second mistake was taking her to a busy restaurant.
Third was it was noisy, fourth the meal took too long and fifth was why did I look so glum?
Oo I don't know mother, lets take a stab in the dark shall we, maybe because of items 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5?
My mother is very canny, as she'll complain whilst using the third person. She'll make someone up who isn't actually there let alone sitting behind me, but knows I won't turn around to look at them. But she will say that THEY look fed up because item 2, 3, 4 and 5!
Instead of just cutting our losses and going home, she'll order coffee, even though she doesn't drink coffee and a pudding and then of course, she'll leave them saying that they're horrible, when they aren't, just that she can't eat anymore food.
So now my diet has flown out the window as I've just sat and ate her pudding because I couldn't face the waitress asking if there was a problem...grrrrr. But of course she'll leave them a tip and smile sweetly, saying it was a lovely lunch... err hello?
We went there as I have to take her somewhere where I don't have to walk too far or help her up steps, because I just can't do it anymore. The nurse at Papworth asked me how I cope with my mother when I need help myself and actually...I don't really know, I just do.

I'm now sitting here feeling guilty for looking glum in the restaurant.
I even went and hid in the cinema, but really enjoy the film that much because I had a headache brought on by guilt.
Next week, I'm going back to Maldon with a picnic whether it's six foot of snow or what!

Lots of love Debbie x

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