Damn it, there was me thinking I was the next Nigella with my entertaining and along comes a vegetarian friend and all I have to give her is egg on toast! Normally I would have made her a nice pea and asparagus risotto or homemade soup, but no not this time, egg on bloody toast. A fridge full to bursting of food ready to turn into meals for my meat eater friends, but I had completely forgotten that this one was a veggie so even the fish was a no go area.
Still we survived and we had a lovely catch up, before I had to go out shopping for mother yet again.
Today was spent at the hospital with my klutzy friend Ann who had fell over in the snow on Saturday and has fractured a bone in her arm. This time it was to get a lighter cast put on, hers is now a bright pink cast that she is sporting!
I'm not sure why everyone moans so much in hospitals. Ok we were there for about two and half hours, but she got it done and we met some nice people on the way. All around us were people moaning about the wait, my friend included. I know I have a season ticket for Broomfield and a lot of the nurses treat me like a long lost friend when they see me, but all my visits since being ill have taught me patience. You take a book and read. People say they long for times where they don't have to do anything and when their wish is granted they moan! 'Oh you are so luckily not working,' they say to me, no I spend a lot of my time at hospitals waiting as you are doing now and you are moaning like hell about. Are you paying for your treatment? No. Ok maybe a little over the years, but in the grand scheme of things we are very lucky when you look at other countries.
I'll be back there tomorrow this time for me at the Cardiac Unit and yes I will take my book to read again while I sit and wait, because at the end of all this waiting, I hope I will have another shot at life and if I don't at least they tried. There's not many people get two chances at life. So spare a thought for the stressed out hospital staff, ok you might have been able to get all your shopping while sitting there, but so could have they if they weren't treating you for falling arse over tit in the snow!
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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