tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56659119987619000542023-11-16T03:36:41.164-08:00Wanting To Live, Not Just ExistSallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-34688124701227163342010-04-01T12:27:00.000-07:002010-04-02T01:04:51.244-07:00Scratching Deeper Beneath the Surface<div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Okay then...... </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Here goes this. I don't think some folk will be happy with what I am about to write, so I hope you enjoy a good soap drama. Though after writing this, it may not be as bad as it sounds, so I may just delete this, as soap drama this probably is not!
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<br />ROCKY HORROR!!!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I have never been to one and not had known what it was about.. But I knew I was going to go as Magenta - the french maid. The group of us from the school playground was going. And what a good night it was.... Brilliant costumes - here are some pics:</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455274181158749698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrlIFb2toiK8-sOdhoIC9BDBnA6CygxMtNY4PoSxpvHS_y3tSPg7RiZvZNMm7-V0BQDWdCk7wThRs7KX8zbPe9UstqcB6gNOCcr5bqtqx8EnTkodyo6H63RrIJf3S5AxYr2B14s9tDrdI/s320/DSCF6713.JPG" />
<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455274181803676786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY1QOg9HLrd3B79Z-u8v-kOWFNMOx69Qt1MzgU0vj4j8OyIKZk7ZZQqdeiGzOl9BsZnkOJ4_oR1eS5citazGP3Zxdsc-83JrPnnR8XhNXhMnC1uAzJnWY7Ah5mJpk8-CmvykdV-YyMpbDa/s320/DSCF6749.JPG" />Then at the end of the night I wasn't ready to go to bed, so I went out with one of the mums into town afterwards and met up with one of her friends,and he was handsome, grey but a bit of alright. We ended up in a club and danced pretty much until we got kicked out. My feet were killing by then, and was just dancing in my groovy knee high socks. Anyway, I wasn't drinking so I drove us into town and took my mate and her friend home. i went in for coffee, and only coffee it was.... though not from him trying!!!! he so badly offered it to me on a plate, - though I would guess from his "aura" that he was a male version of a tart. And there was NOWAY! I felt really proud of myself!!! haha - Was good fun to see him ask and ask and ask and ASK. Said I was missing out, and I said that's a shame, something i'll have to live with I guess!!! This was night before valentines day. Then literally about 1hr after I left, the girl he was seeing turned up at his door.... I had to leave early like 9am as I was cooking for 11 people that day and I needed to get home to put the dinner on..... So glad I had to leave or goodness knows how it would have gone... I felt though I had done the walk of shame, yet I had done nothing literally!!!
<br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Anyway that didn't last long between them.. Apparently she found my hair on his bed!! Ooops, and he didn't buy her anything for valentines, so she was not a happy bunny.</div>
<br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">And it didn't take him long to find someone else though and the cheek of him - saying I was the wrong colour as I wasn't blonde so he didn't want well, didn't want anything, not even friend. Oh well... One new person met, more to meet.... I am addicted to meeting new folk, its so exciting!!! haha -</div>
<br /><div align="center">And what is it with blonde brunette!! BRUNETTES all the WAY BABY! we are intelligent - well we are supposed to be, so I guess I let the race down there!!! haha
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<br />The week before my night out. I had gone to the hospital to see KimmiK. Was ace to see her, and saw my 2 fave nurses... That be Laura and Gareth. I got some scrubs for my night out and saw a ginger plonker too.. was however good to see him finally doing well since his transplant I have to say. However I don't know what it is I have done, but for some reason, he doesnt like me. I saw him and I was polite as can be. He has done nothing to me apart from being a dick for reasons unknown and too has deleted me from the wonderous world of fb. But there is so much crap in the world why make more. He too has a family like me and has decided to buggar off to uni and leave his family behind. Being a mum, I could never do that, but each to their own and you know what, I have not said anything to him, one its not my business what he does and two, I dont talk to him, so why he keeps thinking im going to do something bad to him I never know, and just to say, I have alot on my plate to be gossiping about him. Anyway had my rant there!! lets do move on.
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<br />My real good mate Matt had his leaving party the night I had my ONE YEARS CELEBRATION!
<br /></div><div align="left">Matt you see, has disappeared to OZ for 3 months, and is back in July..... I am missing him already, though the lil poo bog he is, he is a grumpy bum by not talking to me as much!!! grrrrrr, lol
<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0ubAa1cgRijtC3PbeNxIK20j_gDAm09IjWUqVgyzZnzI8A_RZVD8HGS0HisNuLG5MVKtECPnub6EHm7vA3oD86mcgdSBfoCnVC8QbjNRIXmiFqmxwSfoWDSUpVMJ0bjhXAuWn1ejbXLO2/s1600/P1000292.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455288788941218178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0ubAa1cgRijtC3PbeNxIK20j_gDAm09IjWUqVgyzZnzI8A_RZVD8HGS0HisNuLG5MVKtECPnub6EHm7vA3oD86mcgdSBfoCnVC8QbjNRIXmiFqmxwSfoWDSUpVMJ0bjhXAuWn1ejbXLO2/s320/P1000292.JPG" /> <p align="center"></a></p>--------------- <p align="left">I met this lad who back in the day was one of my best friends, and we started meeting up again just recently, and then a day before my years transplant, he came over to see me. He'd arranged to stay, and was going to go home first thing in the morning as he came over quite late - as in 10.45pm late if not a bit later than that; and grown up things happened as they do, and you know what he did, a few minutes later he came to me and said I'm going back home! He was supposed to be a friend, well I wouldn't listen to any reason of his to why he had to get home, which is bad of me really on his defence and I know he has issues right now, however, even one night stands don't do that. They do the walk of shame on the morning after!!!!! - If he knew he was going to go home, he couldn't have come.
<br /></p><p align="left">Well that was the end of our friendship. I was contemplating deleting him off my facebook, but thought na I wont be so pathetic, but he beat me to it, deleted and BLOCKED me! Ah well........ Better off without DICKHEADS like him.
<br />He couldn't even make it to my 30th birthday back in Jan, cos he was worried what his friends may say. Not even a card either.... I always bothered with him, even when I was really ILL, but im not one for saying well I did this and that, bla bla bla, friends are friends and that is all there is to it, Well no more... I don't deserve a lot, but I deserve better than him even as a friend,... Am gutted it came to an end like that, but hey...... I have my health - but only JUST! I should have learned my lesson the first time things happened, but silly me, keep going back for more,..,. </p><div align="left"></div><div align="center">-----------------</div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">I finally had a psychic night!!!! As I always said I wanted to see one on this side and not the other, and it turned out to be a great night..... I didn't have a reading done and I had had one done a few weeks before, which was interesting to say the least.... But nothing that was said has actually happened. <<yet>> although the lady knew that I had been offered it on a gold goblet, but id said no!!! haha, that bit was funny!!! So watch this space!
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<br />My day isn't till the 18th itself. As I feel - I went to sleep on the 17th (st.Paddy's day) and woke up - my new life began on the 18th, and that the 17th is time for reflection for my donor and her family. as the exact date to me getting my call.... So I was at the yard - my favourite place to be at the moment, and let off a Chinese lantern in memory of the kind lady who donated to me her lungs. Without them I know I wouldn't be here now to tell the tale... Here are two pics of the lantern in the sky....
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<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455260094935196402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUwa1DwyMhUCDFoCqUErf9I0vUGFOy0biN9NE5JgpoMdJrNlACx04j0V2sGkpQQXr5IZDBn2f-XEc13aUil_wa9Xnj5o4lpJbwFcyZRridMcbxIyq_VjUrKOJ3qAtkm3h0-VjK9_sH3Ba1/s320/lantern.bmp" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTHo2yV9hmFMoqUAMGCaH-nCYevyZan8EbHXbToaSeVIM-zXNNPA9or3lbEXtSrlyZwJY4rP_fnQ0fHeBgwaKTVGaKB8fdtrXgPZYdR9erOu7v78hbr7SM3XX2YA4QC-xBadmQaxsaRcTi/s1600/lantern2.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455260101305711026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTHo2yV9hmFMoqUAMGCaH-nCYevyZan8EbHXbToaSeVIM-zXNNPA9or3lbEXtSrlyZwJY4rP_fnQ0fHeBgwaKTVGaKB8fdtrXgPZYdR9erOu7v78hbr7SM3XX2YA4QC-xBadmQaxsaRcTi/s320/lantern2.bmp" /> <p align="center"></a></p>There the lantern goes - high in the sky
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<br /><p align="left"></p><p align="left"></p><p align="left">Anyway, a new / old friend, who I hope to develop to a good friendship, who I had only met once, offered me to go down to his as he couldn't make it to mine for my night out, and me always up for going out meeting new folk and going to different places, I decided to go. </p><p align="left">Before arriving there I called into see my VERY good mate, who at the time wasn't feeling too hot, but I wouldn't take no for an answer to go and see her. Kim is too 1 years post, but she is 3-4 days after me. That's how we met. And I love her to bits, and wanted to see her as I promised I would!!!! Had a lovely time; </p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455276042179098146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsyHlR8nYNoD26D7YPSUvsQmj3-4xWctlrwA1OyanYjDAETBxVd6noARowMGtL80UOapEhKhqGXeKNNs32Z2MzYWWkz0MmQRsgAVX7LSrLn0ztLgieKp8TwhqCEYofuReScjFWFPsJBf49/s320/P1000156.JPG" /> <p align="center">---------------
<br /></p><p align="left">My new friend and I skating or should that be falling on ice!!! I fell over so many times, and got so badly bruised. I wasn't so much embarrassed about falling, it just bloody hurt!!!! I bought these figure skating skates about 4 months before I got pregnant with Megan, as Kels and I were going skating a few times, but then I found out I was pregnant, and didn't go again, and then I didn't have time once Meg was first born then when I did I was too ill and breathless to go, so to this day they been in my attic collecting dust.</p><p>And I said to him that I cannot skate and that its been ages, and I kept tripping over the toe pick thingy. He was a pro!! HAHA - so now watch this space, I am going all prepared during the Easter hols with elbow and knee pads!! Oh and a helmet too, you think I am joking, I KID YOU NOT! lol
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<br />Anyway after, we went for food which was nice and a glass of wine and i was drunk!! So cupsa tea to sober me up when we got back to his. And I found out something really funny. He is the most ticklish guy to have ever met!!!!! SO SO FUNNY! Say no more!!!! haha
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<br />Oh and I entrusted him to drive my car, haha how many times does one have to stall the flipping the engine!!! :-D
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<br />Next day was funny. Ever had Sausage ..... ...... ...... Roll for breakfast? And I mean the pastry kind! Well I hadn't until then, but with brown sauce lovely... We went to a café and all they had left was those, and I wasnt being fussy anymore, as went to debenhams and it didn't look appetising at all.
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<br />All in all a good start to a fab weekend, was good to forget I was a mum and could be reckless!!! Falling over and walking like John Wayne on the ice! - should have gone bowling instead - **note to self** - Always go for safer option!! - Thanks for good weekend, next time I'll behave myself!! ;-) </p><p align="center">--------------------------<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUbCbk8rxGnkmFekkA-g2NHUQo6ftMxs1TGaWWyQ7bXmhz5pJ1mH_jjwrGTMCWM120vodlRmEGlB8jCPrQoV7QYq2vik0s5xx_DR2XkyKibrC-irT5qxeoNtv7l5b1ra5Ebce1yrjhlDDj/s1600/P1000262.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455447265829577074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUbCbk8rxGnkmFekkA-g2NHUQo6ftMxs1TGaWWyQ7bXmhz5pJ1mH_jjwrGTMCWM120vodlRmEGlB8jCPrQoV7QYq2vik0s5xx_DR2XkyKibrC-irT5qxeoNtv7l5b1ra5Ebce1yrjhlDDj/s320/P1000262.JPG" /></a>Me With My Shiney New LUNGS!
<br />Saturday now - we had an absolute wicked night... I got dressed up in a straight jacket!!
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<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455276045894135490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Z-tRkAZ3l22ar0u6_8Wxk2O2dpJBNAh9NsZoyCongrcW8vHHePHYJYl0xvtavj2SwlreIAynqyCBgRFEuHdYHTYmBR_LyhGNmwQ1DRw-Gw6KTjZJuL3eVlUjPP4P-0xNnj3nqGkerQsh/s320/P1000162.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455276054919500146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdol2Yc5J4P8719aNC0Aq8V4VTeizUCyka4D8T7aYvzHpiSXYkezSxlOgGhG7rGUw-k1gbro_TIwK3kXhV13sBYTnfnFk073opUyuAvKZ_j-3D157L7K217ZYRTcONrtzqX34FdBDfXpcM/s320/P1000166.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455276990180282322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxCv1-6P7wm2ice-uo4f10mjLJGS1Aon_7jlpo6d-BAr2CiFwIEOh8Qj6v0r-hvpS73lOoSkxxCyezF0hg8mpF3G83Q-rKvJ28o-rKzm99vZdKFWktoYVqyxyo916c6GhEr6Cyk6n81Rj0/s320/P1000200.JPG" /> </p><p align="center">We All Let Off A Lantern Each - Trying to do this whilst drunk proved quite HARD!
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<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455276971963418882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHGK7ygGmIdpZxHZLg2MMbzZdgDEUvc-cI4NBiHMuV6yjPvoFgm2T8qlXO22tUd-H1ni5fb5TVd2NSRanOu-4sItWaEjSH7O9u0NfMc1uQn9nXbj7u9svIWv22yXUlzDMMLHqXItsGgaZ/s320/P1000171.JPG" />And towards the end of the night I changed into some scrubs, and felt restricted to dance, but what a good night.. I was with people who mattered to me.... It was the best!!!!!!! <div align="left">Tricia nicked me and took me to Lunar Bar - and gave me a squished FROG! It was yummy... tasted like a hario!!! Must have a few next time I go to town!! They are lush...........</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">I danced abit, laughed abit, and for once, I didnt go for a poo!!!
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<br />My normal thing when i go out on the town, is someone finds me on the loo becuase of my tummy!!! haha</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Jody Dressed as a scrub nurse / or she likes to be called a surgeon. Tricia Was An ARMY Nurse, Ada was a sexy doctor, and me a MENTAL pateint, and Sally as a scrub nurse too.... Bit gutted more folk didnt dress up... Would have loved it if my 3 mates, the TWO Kimbo's and Aimee could have made it, but both on IV's and Felt rubbish, and Kimbo no 1 (as she is older) was stuck in hosp too, but was good to have Steve and Kelly too....... At the end of the night or towards the end of the night, we put SaM in the straight jacket, and was so funny..... In the end, it was just Sam & I again....... </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Sam so kindly bought a bottle of Champers, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio453a_HvPhWZcINOnKOLm6q6D8L-fIvv8tykhoTI6l37SxhWUidKQ4tdZ6ExO-c1z89cU8qYXPPL1vQhOTYkQDdmK_KoucHd4Id_nRxnMmwWtogi_wXYwVK2YSQpSQjxjUDksjz27sqQs/s1600/P1000327.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455288794922343362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio453a_HvPhWZcINOnKOLm6q6D8L-fIvv8tykhoTI6l37SxhWUidKQ4tdZ6ExO-c1z89cU8qYXPPL1vQhOTYkQDdmK_KoucHd4Id_nRxnMmwWtogi_wXYwVK2YSQpSQjxjUDksjz27sqQs/s320/P1000327.JPG" /></a>
<br />which was ace, and we named it HOPE! :-) And all the lanterns were called Hope too...... </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Again, had the best night with my real best mates, just wish the other 3 could have made it</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">And I didn't wake up with too much of a hang over either which was quite nice - And to finish off we ended up here:
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6RZZVE-5KSTtCAQRdgFzYniSKP1Cpm0uFKGLi-mlhlQHKTQ5oyY6BrklSSpzSU2qkIMaCasu6jeTClwBMzELO_n5Sk0U5jioymR0lK51hRQOUH1_GuiRRpZnxHmvaR6tQPx2m0NKNSHSx/s1600/P1000255.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455446662164808866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6RZZVE-5KSTtCAQRdgFzYniSKP1Cpm0uFKGLi-mlhlQHKTQ5oyY6BrklSSpzSU2qkIMaCasu6jeTClwBMzELO_n5Sk0U5jioymR0lK51hRQOUH1_GuiRRpZnxHmvaR6tQPx2m0NKNSHSx/s320/P1000255.JPG" /></a> A friend of mine Rachey got her transplant after a huge struggle to get on the list.... She is doing well so I hear. </div><p></p><p align="left">And Stephen Kirsop - waited just over 14 months had his transplant too..... He was home before 4 weeks of his op... So very proud of him and he has a funny brother called Paul!!! -ooops I got the brothers mixed up again!! doh!!!! It was PAUL who has the transplant!!! :0)</p><p align="left">As I want to end on a happy note! xxx</p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-21182791956750683672010-03-28T00:24:00.000-07:002010-03-29T02:27:37.695-07:00TOTAL APOLOGIES!Right then, Where Do I START!? okay, firstly, I want to say, I am so sorry, it has taken me to bluming long to write. I have how can I put it, been so busy.<br /><br />The last that was written on here, was that we as a family, required a new pet! Milo. He is as gorgeous as ever, doing tricks of - lay down, roll over, stand, walk, please and SIT! But he doesn't know shut up and leave the CAT alone!!! Ah well, can't ask for it all... The girls totally adore him, and I do too!! :)<br /><br />I have given up university now. But I intend on going back this coming September to study something else. And that is ODP! I would love to give back what I have been given all these years, corny I know, but thats how I feel and its something I can ACTUALLY do, as working on a main ward or a specialist unit on a ward would be no good due to the bugs. So this I can do, and I look good in scrubs!!<br /><br />Though I dont think it is a good look with wine in tow<br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453584072329763154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrqz-l8q8j1VGTP-K7vJohKxaCISW6vy_SqVZTzu7noabEy-jqm-BSaUh9LTu2jOj9x1Has0ZuXWDRLxlvm58uttF9iejuy51h7UjxZclg4S1pia7Zus9YfcWVv-Qj-eT267yWMz9ZxYsL/s320/P1000246.JPG" />taken from Celebrating My 1st Birthday </div><br /><div align="center">- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -<br /><br /><p align="left">Okay next on the agender - I fell inlove again, but it didnt work out well not intirely sure if it was love, or lust. Either way, it was good whilst it lasted, something that not had found for many years, and now its just ME again. I would like to meet someone, but will wait now till I am back at uni. I'd like a surgeon or a doctor!!! HAHA (in the mean time, to enjoy some fun) . . . . . . . </p><p align="center">- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - </p><p align="center">Next on the Agender!!!</p>In September last year, I went and chose another addition for our family, and here is a pic of him!!! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2g4FkBNik0arvJlAM4HOJvp6KB-1hoFiupCqnJFHot1gf6tGSlTj9oz1GiBZQu82Kspm5LvEPt9Tmt2lwNwZ1XGycIybyPeTFyHoLB72cH_GFM1aHSe12S6bNzPmr_ItpNelNR5oKnpBI/s1600/sonicn+sal.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 264px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453585578621697074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2g4FkBNik0arvJlAM4HOJvp6KB-1hoFiupCqnJFHot1gf6tGSlTj9oz1GiBZQu82Kspm5LvEPt9Tmt2lwNwZ1XGycIybyPeTFyHoLB72cH_GFM1aHSe12S6bNzPmr_ItpNelNR5oKnpBI/s320/sonicn+sal.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is SONIC!!!! ----------- ---------- -------- ---->>><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="left">And he is a Gelding which means male but balls chopped off, and he is 5 yaers old. He is a lovely little man, likes to try and take the MIKKY - but he is lovely and really REALLY love him... The girls are totally bessotted with him... I always used to say to their dad when we were together, when I have a transplant, this was before I was even listed - that I would go and get a horse, and that is what I did... Infact he is only a pony as he is 13.2hh and is a welsh section C<br /></p><p align="left">He is my escape from life and the girls too, and thought that, with Kelsey it will distract her from boys!! Here's hoping!!! :-) </p><p align="center">- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</p>Right, next on the agender is:<br /><br />I have had the most amazing last christmas. I cooked for my nan and roy. My mum and Lee and My two Girlies. I did it all and it was the most amazing feeling, and the year before it was such an effort to eat let alone do presents, breakfast, cook, etc etc. When I'd read other folks comments / blogs etc about how eating Dinner at christmas was a struggle, I couldnt imagine what they meant, and thought, gawd no, I EAT n EAT n EAT all the time, so i cannot imagine not wanting to let alone being too tired to, and yes I know the meaning now, and its not a nice feeling, its like a sluggish feeling with tiredness.- but this year, was totally amazing!!!!!! Was soo good to be able to wake up in the morning to the girls opening their presents!!!<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilfCzTE46nXOOxK1p1F29PdMmVBMW-6lAWEsVr5Z4zE4gcIeO8ECo0rjaQvhbDJaeub-2WuxC4gb48Fg8ogYh3nJfIhSW3C4GiHSH9Qr-UvpWO6GMm1NnwqEx-3SRHN_LJMHH1KAkAU5WZ/s1600/251220091149.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453588589316737890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilfCzTE46nXOOxK1p1F29PdMmVBMW-6lAWEsVr5Z4zE4gcIeO8ECo0rjaQvhbDJaeub-2WuxC4gb48Fg8ogYh3nJfIhSW3C4GiHSH9Qr-UvpWO6GMm1NnwqEx-3SRHN_LJMHH1KAkAU5WZ/s320/251220091149.jpg" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="left">This is us, in the evening after dinner cooked, eaten and put away and now time to chill.... I know I went abit over board with the girls this year, but what an amazing day I have to say....</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="left">Then there was New Year..... Sara the owner of the stables where Sonic is kept asked us to her house for a party. To which I accpeted quite late on.. As my family, I had booked right back in October as I wanted to make sure I was with all my family this year, as the last new years, I was on my own with my mum and girls as I was too ill too go elsewhere which was supposed to be with my nephew in Essex. So I had asked all my family to which they all said YES! I was so happy, best feeling in the world. I wanted to do Christmas too, but alot of family couldnt do that, but said definately NY. So that was it. PARTY at time, like the old times for NY!</p><p align="left">It was Kelsey's Birthday begining of Decemeber and hit the BIG ONE O! 10!!!! I was so proud of her!!!! My baby 10 years old, and I was here to see it!!! YAY!!!!</p><p align="left">So I mentioned to my sister about NY and she said, Oh we are going to john's mum's now. Which is her hubby's mum, and I said Oh... :( Well she gave us invitations!! Oh again I thought. She said, well you come to us, and I said NO, I had arranged all to come to mine, I dont fancy going somewhere else. I was GUTTED to say the least!!!! i couldnt believe it.. the one year I am fit and healty after just having a transplant, to be told yes we'll definately come, TO NO WE ARE NOT, right at the last minute, was awful to say the least. </p><p align="left">I sid to one of my family members, I feel like my family were only nice to me when I was ill, and now I am well, I dont see many people at all. And I was told not to be so stupid. I was giong through a rough time mentally then, as you do get ups n downs with transplant, and its mainly acceptance that I was looking for, but I couldnt find it, not in this healthy world now, and I didnt belong in the old world either as in LIMBO - if that makes sense.</p><p align="left">But I was told not to be so stupid, but to this day now - I am post 1 year, and I only heard from my mum dad and both nans and my cousin Kate and no-one else. So I have decided that I cannot be bothered. I turned 30 too and saw only my mum and dad, and only heard from one sister. The one person who I thought I was closest to in the family, nothing, and not even a birthday to my daughter too :-( </p><p align="left">I have accepted now that I cannot keep going on like this, and I am fed up of doing all the chasing, to see everyone, as I feel I do, but I dont get to see my family back in return unless I do all the work, as I would be told well you dont come and see us now you are healthy, bla bla bla, I do miss my family I must admit, but hey ho hum...... Oh I dont know I am rambling on as per usual,and I guess from their point of view im talking crap, but this is how this feels to me.</p><p align="left">Anyway NY was great, with new family, who I infact have taken too, took me a while to feel that I fit in at the yard, but I feel as if I do now and the guys down the YARD are totally AMAZING, and accept me for who I am .... TOTALLY DIPPY!!!!!!! haha </p><p align="center">- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</p><p align="center">EGYPT!</p><p align="left">For my 30th We were going to go abroad to Morrocco, however, due to the heavy snow at gatwick we were not able to fly out. So we changed out flights to EGYPT. The best thing to have ever happened... It was awesome. Meg has never flown before, so I was able to do it.. TAKE MEG on her FIRST flight!!!!!! I really always wanted to, but came to the conclusion that I wouldnt be doing this, and to beable to I was buzzzzzzing all the way to Sharm-el-Shiek. I went before with their dad when I was 21. And unfortuately our photo's never came out, so this time I was making sure I took LOADS!</p><p align="left">The girls loved it and I think my mum did too. Kelsey for only being 10 loves culture... She was amazed at the museum and the pyrimids....</p><p align="left">All I can say was, I thought yes, i'll be able to chill and sleep by the pool, as can remember nothing else when been on holiday, and so I lay down by the pool to watch the girls play, and I couldnt sleep, I DIDT NEED TO SLEEP!! It was an amazing feeling to have all this energy and no need to re-cooperate!!! The food was amazing, we stayed ALL INC and was the best!!!! </p><p align="left">However, when we were there, we did a horse ride in the desert and I stupidly whilst galloping didnt wear anything across my face to keep the dust away and that was it... I got a chest infection!! Snotty nose too.... The night I got back from Egypt was one of the best nights in mylife in such a long time. And after a week of being back in UK, I needed IV's in hospital and my sinuses were completely blocked with severe infection. The iv's and orals I took worked and I blew the best ever, which at the time was 2.19 over 2.89.</p><p align="center">Here are a few pics from Egypt: </p><p align="center">- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</p><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453595399638792882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPVELLB4YLc7yRyPAhRq0fvtYKdzC0DpwBzOFsisCedpkw8D6qIwwKqgoyx7fOoWqdLhEx3IOWASi4HGHux8G12pgA5GJ9cIxIgjBvMiOUvT92qDQpVPwMvLw-UCuCBHFAkYWYaQ_ld9Vy/s320/DSCF5811.JPG" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5O9VqYFfYSGJCEZrAnUIz8f5jQlesYxIvHJ2i2KYBWVfXU682Jr_mNAzzeWr5cXIm1n8DYqioOzFV6-WhVQ0LwlhZqAv_dSAFFda3TcBiCcAywBm1QKI4sPq28uqgTSFuk2nlVaXk5nu1/s1600/DSCF6062.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453595408799705730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5O9VqYFfYSGJCEZrAnUIz8f5jQlesYxIvHJ2i2KYBWVfXU682Jr_mNAzzeWr5cXIm1n8DYqioOzFV6-WhVQ0LwlhZqAv_dSAFFda3TcBiCcAywBm1QKI4sPq28uqgTSFuk2nlVaXk5nu1/s320/DSCF6062.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOznIxaPMgqIjJ16kiKOGp5E37KpSUNZh4mGciK_UYPtZ71ntkM0zDX0Z94zY9sBoxnB0kL_WfkBYNPCDzlf5hJ0W2oyHStKFHjVBSnumGxsxwo_DJ9Ug0UqV32u9XSvGo-d4-RcmsVXTc/s1600/DSCF6323.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453626057118920210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOznIxaPMgqIjJ16kiKOGp5E37KpSUNZh4mGciK_UYPtZ71ntkM0zDX0Z94zY9sBoxnB0kL_WfkBYNPCDzlf5hJ0W2oyHStKFHjVBSnumGxsxwo_DJ9Ug0UqV32u9XSvGo-d4-RcmsVXTc/s320/DSCF6323.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhavuCe-fhTWTTWY8BCjFGEFQnd761rFeYv7vnFE-gByLpHRbqnJsGgHCRf-gdU7VLDk6jox3obWTNpGE185y3xhrPL-sFDIXgtpgBHgEVe-qUzroHnOlQAGqMOzttHEXTxqVlEbOncw21k/s1600/DSCF6379.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453626050578116354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhavuCe-fhTWTTWY8BCjFGEFQnd761rFeYv7vnFE-gByLpHRbqnJsGgHCRf-gdU7VLDk6jox3obWTNpGE185y3xhrPL-sFDIXgtpgBHgEVe-qUzroHnOlQAGqMOzttHEXTxqVlEbOncw21k/s320/DSCF6379.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453595396006014802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHuL4yede6G8f_isTpqe8Do9XvlizfGPrsx5xRZgpZv3cU4qOIiy6RjewvFoWl29-Ib218d40ZUyVcQ46npFqv5mTKaV7Kiv3o_PEKIN2oGzzltEOHUadzdC9kDozh8RleOoh1m8YGztOQ/s320/DSCF6108.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453626064902125618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUdmwjiPawHwoGf9rXrZE3MJZslQKDZxb4KjHBbCGnFe7_Y6jxF99dxq2lLQzAi7iyhWG11UYGU09JK5OtOXIVen5xsYSIUDFJEggw5W1-evxS5973gBffk0HhLHpRiwFQbGYwaWA6xhPf/s320/DSCF6613.JPG" /><br />- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -<br />SUMMERY<br /><br /><p align="left">Okay, Brilliant Christmas, New Year, Birthday Good..... Fantastic Holiday, Ended up In hospital for being a dumb bum, seen the light with my family, made some fantastic new friends, got closer to the ones I have already, Love my Horse and Dog and now forgetting my Cat.... Fell inlove, lost a brilliant friend due to my dumbness, lost 2 freinds post transplant, and to CF. My friend is due to have a baby soon, second baby and CF, and my other good CF freind getting married in July. And finally id like to go travelling where possible!!!!!! I have lots more to say, but I think at the moment, this is good enough for a quick update and will babble on about other stuff in more detail soon, I promise!! :-D</p><p align="left">Thanks again for reading, and promise I won't take this long to update again!!!!!!!</p></div></div></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-68151053848197725332009-11-04T12:56:00.000-08:002009-11-04T13:20:15.829-08:00ANOTHER MONTH - ANOTHER ADDITION TO OUR PURRRFECT FAMILYOkay then people. Along time I know since I have written on this. Each week has gone past and thinkng I cannot write as I dont know where to start, and every week after I kept feeling the same, but it got worse and worse, so finally this evening I thought even though I do not have photo's to post as I deleted all of my files, including all my UNI work, Photo's iTunes - am totally gutted, but even though I do not have the pics to include I thought i'd get a start with this and let you all know what I have been up to.<br /><br />Okay, since having MILO - he still pee's on the floor and Poo's which is annoying. Kelsey has her own bedroom now, and Megan this weekend has her own bedroom (photo's ill post soon). I am now just under 8 months post transplant. and 6 months just over since I had IV's for chest infection. It is so unreal I cannot believe it. Time is flying - And end of September we bought a horse! It was an early 30th Birthday pressie for me from me and this caused alot of ***** with some of my family. Mainly my dad and nan. Everyone else including friends were supportive. I had asked my mum, dad, both nan's if they would "chip" in with a horse as a special reminder for me when I am 30 in years to come. My mum said yes great idea as long as I could look after and prove I could afford it. Well I got rid of my convertible car and got a cheaper one, and also the money I had saved up for my funeral. My one nan who was recently widowed from my grandad just over 2 years ago now, said brilliant, and I showed that I could financally look after as well as physically look after. My dad was chufed to begin with and said yes its a great idea. So when I asked him to chip in, he changed his mind and said it was bad, I cant even look after my dog or cat, which is nonsence. He said this as I leave Milo at home sometimes, when I am at uni. So anyway, my nan wasnt keen but was supportive and said she'd think about it, but NOT AT ALL AGREED WITH ME, and THOUGHT IT WAS A WHIM and i'd get bored, which is really great for your confidence that family have in you. So one eve my dad went round to her house and said I am not to have one etc etc, and really got stuck in to my nan, which my nan was quite happy with as she didnt want me to have one. I had already made up my mind, as even before my transplant, I used to say to my husband at the time, when im better im going to get a horse, and that is exactly what I did with most of my family's support. My nan is still not happy, but she said she wont be nasty about it. Dad has been to the yard to see him on more than one occasion and has watched the girls ride and taken photo's which is lovely.<br /><br />My pony is 13.2hh, A dark bay, and blue eyes. His name is SONIC! Oh and we all LOVE him sooooooo very much. Since getting him end of Sept, we have seen him every day - apart from one and that was this saturday - as I was decorating all day Megans bedroom to which she said, OH MUMMY, I LOVE YOU SO VERY MUCH (whilst jumping from leg to the other and her arms bent and fists bobbing up and down very rapidly). . . . . . :-)<br /><br />Okay well the girls are back at school now Megs is in year 1 and Kelsey is yr 5. I was, I found even - it to be very emotional taking them to school, as last year I had to be let out for the day to take Meg on her first day. This time, I strolled in and hugged her loads, and strolled out taking my time, as I was in no rush to get home to do treatment or anything like that. I felt amazing, and I did have a lil sniffle.<br /><br />I have been asked to be God Mummy to MY very good bestest sister type/ friend - I say sister, as where we go we get asked if we are sisters, (we squabble like siblings) is rather funny! anyway to her son Mackenzi! So am looking forward to that.<br /><br />And quickly again about Sonic, where he is being stabled, I have met some new wonderful people, and at this perciest Moment in time, I am so happy and content. Life is perfect.<br /><br />And finally, I am back at UNIVERSITY back to studying and finishing off my forensic science degree which going back was just a mere fantasy, a dream. One that has come true. I may not look like a disney princess, but I feel like one with my happy ever after . . . . . . :-)<br /><br />Thanks for reading and hope it wasnt too boring and long winded for you. Tired to make it interesting. x x xSallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-49060134339589374972009-08-05T23:12:00.000-07:002009-08-12T00:45:00.322-07:00Another Week - A New Addition To Our Family - which to me, is PerFecT!<div><div><div><div><div>Well I went to the Heartlands Hospital On Thursday as planned, and was really quite strange. Just walking up there and not needing to be admitted, the first time in a few years that this has happened and being a patient is such the norm. I first dropped off the sharps bins, and then met up with Steve as he is in hosp at the moment, and we had lunch at the canteen. then we went to the Physio Department to drop off the first bucket of chocolates! Was so fortunate that it was the monthly Physio meeting, which I wasnt prepared for and walked in and I was able to Thank ALL the physio's for all their hard work. Right then, next stop, the clinic, and then we walked round to the ward, where Ash and Ben were. This where I gave Ash the chocs for the ward, and then I saw a real good friend Juliann, and she looks much better than what I imagined last time when I spoke to her last. Then I saw the CF nurses and gave them their choc'c which were to be shared with the CF Physio's. Then I had my blows checked which were 1.59 over 2.45Best Ever Blow on the second half. Rifat the doctor listen to my chest and said WOW!!! She has never seen a transplantee post, and she could NOT believe the difference... I then saw Dr.Whitehouse and Dr.Nash which was lovely to see and Thank for their care with looking after me, and Dr.Whitehouse said she'd like a post card from all the places me and the girls travel to next year.</div><div> </div><div>Friday we just chilled as I was shattered going to Birmingham on Thursday, and we had planned to go to the Cinema on Saturday with Kelsey's BFF Nell, but it was going to cost me £18. so I decided to go on the Sunday which the cost was only £6. And we went to see Night At the Museum 2, and it was really Funny. I like the actor Ben Stiller - he's short and of course FUNNY!</div><br /><div>Monday, what did we do, I cannot remember, oh yes, I went to NO I didn't Ikea was Tuesday. Hmmm, think monday I just stayed at home, oh yes, we had roast beef and we took Megan to tesco's on her bike and it took us twice as long, but she enjoyed herself, riding and stopping and riding some more! Oh and I went to the doctors, as I got no sleep, my back is really paining me lately, and its been going on for over 2 weeks. Its lower pain, in the kidney area, but sometimes too it aches in the lower left of my side. Even strong painkillers such as morphine tablets were not killing the pain, so thought id better go to the doctors,which felt quite odd as I don't usually go to tge GP for things, as I was always being seen at the hospital. So I was prescribed some antibiotics just incase it was an infection.<br /></div><div>Tuesday Cathy took Meg and I to Ikea whilst Kelsey stayed with her friend and her brother. First time I have left Kelsey with an adolencent and not an adult and I was scared from the time I dropped her off to the time I picked her up and I wont be doing it again, as I was too worried, but she is getting older and needs abit more responsibilty, but I am not ready to give that just yet. But I suppose you don't know until you try.</div><div> </div><div>In the evening, my niece came over to baby sit whilst I went out to a YUMMY MUMMY CURRY evening, which was great stuff. I tried lots if Indian cuisine and actually liked it. Since y transplant I like different things and spice is one of them!!! On the way home, the night was clear so I decided to put the roof down and drive home, to which as soon as we dropped off Sally it started to rain. Was great fun.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368977672113473618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-8IPUahx51N4jceXU17_mfjb88El4HQoQvpj65lc2oEaPEJ27hAfi9z-M3oDtKAAzk0fVzT8KXp8TD8TxwhIrNHnXzo9jw5sRhgTyV56KAtLfnaRn7S8CbgxTerITmmC9j2FIYG42zV8q/s320/DSCF3262.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368977652276156802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3gSkur3dpY71OPPoxvH0iexQLlCfVXyySXh37FH6JKmf1IqUBczIZEBLstbZpwe6GVJFcJFBhXAj40Q5EHhq8DAaOcmL5_dI-rgprcEDcARlW7-_1niImonaSSBACT9G0IUGyRLbpnGIE/s320/DSCF3263.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>We bought some stuff for Kelsey's bedroom, as now my mum is no longer here, and got a job without even letting me know, I have decided to now decorate the room for Kelsey and the girls can now have their own room, which I promised this once I had a transplant. And another thing I Promised was:</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368977682566096098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ8nlhIu5R7QYirltBvtxJ6tdq0-52hcqTrP_pbMCgCE4N4LqH4IDHx4GMl39ZGSuMK0nhDDECaYngGy0xn3ACUOUs-fPXVtkZf5bAGdZU5dEnihCTXEHJbra4D8l8Kv6kOhp7r89qQASw/s320/DSCF3288.JPG" border="0" />This is Milo...... He is a cross between a Yorkie and a Maltese, called a MORKIE!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368977665009264338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid6nq3zlx6AdlulD1peSgy-NB10QA6UcukePCkrkBPcE8x9BXOgYohn7tLw_5wzwEyoiCooBVjB5OV3o-s7xyF2t8w5IRjwX0fNZwVyUdi8VcWC473EHC6osg-5HB0AAC-2gVUSM0ytTEq/s320/DSCF3273.JPG" border="0" /> <div>I got him from stafford, and the family that we got him from were lovely. I don't know what I expected, but I was impressed that he came from a loving a family, and I think they were impressed that he was coming to a loving home. The girls absolutely adore him and I have not seen them so in love and carefree in a long time, and it is nice to see them both relaxed and H.A.P.P.Y.!.!.! He was born 27th May I think . . . . I cannot remember, but will find out. He has a lovely temprement, and is such a happy pup, I hope this continues, though I cannot really say this, as he has only been with us one night so far. . . . so time will tell, but the girls are happy right now, so I am happy too.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368977690845038146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG7tlYtR3BKEFKkW1MbaqIQjZ8cIFTekGw3YNXpOYE2LZR5dx7mXSmeUnh0CvDank3zaOAsmEJpjeDHp1mVZKy6WTzb_ed5H94ifzPEzEmESED1WzONVRVf4EjxA5LDO9Fue55gn58N-DM/s320/DSCF3311.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-77611775184094262012009-07-28T13:55:00.000-07:002009-07-29T04:18:37.673-07:00Meg Learned To Ride Her BIKE!!!! YAY!!!!!Last week, I took Kelsey into town and she bought her first outfit of clothes with her pocket money and chose all by herself. (a sign of growing up) and when we came outside the shop, these bad guys were waiting for us!!! So I nabbed a pic with Kelsey and them! <div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363839767719313522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBWJIBTaxd0DNaq6pT5odMzPQNC6glG4W_P4eoU_Kl-Y6bi7qX8seH0iFW1MpmAdDiMiuLzIVV1U9p33Xt1uYYS8uUn9j4Dnf29mFUCeoVBkHUE2JI18Mb0OXDMzA8xbaQBUbmWD6y-W-w/s320/darth.jpg" border="0" /><br />My Nephew Leon, is now back in AFGAN: Missing him loads and only got to see him once. I cannot wait for him to come home later on this year and get to spend some proper quality time with him. Leon, You are Our Hero and We Miss You Loads!!! Take Care, Lot's Of Love Your Lil<br /></div><div align="center"><div align="center">x Aunt Sally x</div><div align="center"><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363800480220542482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlK0VL6nukhMCHj-UILyW40dPS_CWjLduF8xtsjpevQYwN0IJM5ILRgDUCY5c_UZQX639Bw4vyfzNdbaj-qJ1uQ68a65m9KHSGBb32UzAlbLpKXd_WKYk8V4f-RCJ6uep2zaqL0H11e4JC/s320/leon.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">Our War Hero</div><div align="center">____________________________________</div><br /><div align="center">Okay another long week before I update my blog. Again, appologies, think I will have appologies as my signiture and have it at the begining of each post!!</div><div align="center">_______________<br />Anyway, lots have happened the last week, and tiny bit....</div><div align="center">Meg took her Ballet and Modern Dance Exams and passed. Here are the pictures:<br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363793256640070466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9nEOVTICe83sytbD7IPPDrjA19cnbk5ryCAz266-Su85IKjdeRlr6pDoERYcQr6QVO_a6vleltF1VktVq7Eu_tg-CmUCR7AMjP9o0_lVuevbPj6CcGqHgG0i0I9t7TJT9imcawN0E6BPk/s320/meg7.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">Meg having her hair neatly done!<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363793257909468418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2DN3AYOgOWgK01MUL2m0cU5WKQxlBX93_RQcVTBt7qsY62pPCo4Z_zf-mGwudRR4xZftwA6360wm4OnMsVqhjuUDGBr76H3AZ8cE75DuERYzdanUmIAuUtmf9VZpp4Ua5FNHLWC7j5Sw/s320/meg8.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Meg In Her Modern Dance Costume<br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363793265475084146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJwmwYBOr5bw1Zuv53o6lUhyphenhyphen8CbeHBJCJOzMG3Eyf12NChWh2bQ18JDtAYOYPDP5lrNe7Egdaokrf4eS70oCxUUe0VkhM6_sIwzsJx3bRFY4xOUOfHbTi8SQ0R4EdhZhKGpik2aDlBUXex/s320/meg10.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">Megan's Neatly Beautiful Hair</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363793580059671890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhObLmLueuXIiZN_AshPqFLm8Ce0phx5gMQTTLwLq0I4Rz1pmjGWYWN-nbY_YC0EqNIFfTaCD20fY9Z_RwmIvecjWWEv4EusJQC6Bp_P6w7caTIGv3-glk2bvwtVpl38YJRRa-gNcxPDL4g/s320/meg11.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363793261828971490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg36s4h-fdZSENAJfbMenfoaSblGN8-7RzDNq6b3RO2AHPNtDzySY2hyAs6aCXHW998S15LgyOyWHh8QioSsqgnzA5bNVy0IH7U3okdK5T9ArZ6ByQvw49wxThyphenhyphenVrQ5Sqi8fADHnhlEtl5I/s320/meg9.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Proud Meg with her Medals and Proud MUM Below with Meg's Medal.</div><br /><div align="center">Remember without this gift I recieved (double lung transplant)</div><div align="center">These Photo's and Experiences would NOT be possible, and I never forget that espically when these magical moments happen!!!!!<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363797841150995234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhitFV3FtG0qHVLgzT3VnyKw8NHfSt9PkuM0xjqLeAmqMxfsubIICLKFw_Dl4g5_0vTCdQbsbtY4ZYTWa3J7_aj0tL6UKgc6XLlK2Qb-41iKEOVMbpz6U11Za1vB9ApNnxBXxDQtfzQ0lf_/s320/proudmum.jpg" border="0" /> _______________________<br /><br /><p align="center">Meg and I went to town and had some fun and saw a pony!</p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363800474840304242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVqxThCnmv-T0zH5mqOzSctZrHEsi4XfwnaqdYwaa_54D_6HSpnQeIZsArRev41UJgpK5FwyNRu_onESJTqFSp-mMRH2T6G50GswYWDlBm6E7p9hh94TXkSQpTyM9dFWlcUzsebrXFhxHK/s320/meg6.jpg" border="0" /> _____________________<br />We All Went Bowling: Maddison, Megan, Cathy, Nick Mac & Moi<br /><br /><p align="center">Last time I went bowling I found it really difficult and couldn't breathe and was forced not to be bothered and had a rubbish time. This time was just fantastic!!!<br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363793582289473554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqfDQR5PgjB5djEhWwsjuyChms9L6DN5ymhsU6FFd77jgblWfWLIaCsGavyq9HVxzu9dJBJxcM5xH6k_HhPGhr1tZUBILFCr_m6z_RC_iNhmyzPF-eaYIko7v-vQ3P2PW-6Is7buHJfAZf/s320/megmad.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br />div align="center">My girls had their sports day which was fab!! Here are some pics of my girls and a comparrison of me from last year to this year. Last year on sports day I was on 4 litres of O2 sat down resting, and 6 litres when walking, and I walked to the toilet and started coughing up blood, GREAT HUH! BUt this year, I even particitpated in the mums race, which to my friends horror!! I asked the head if they are going to have parents race this year and then my friend Trish butted in and said oh common, she got new lungs this year, so little did she realise that she would too be taking part. It was well funny,as I fell right arse over tit. ( I don't know what happened, one of two things, my legs just decided to be like jelly and give way, or I was running that fast (i wish) couldnt stop and my brain was way ahead of me,and I just fell, cos my legs wouldn't go fast enough, but then when I was looking up at the sky, after i'd fallen, I realised that another mum fell too, I up I got and onward trotted and came last! But hey is was brilliant, just getting to the end - what an archievment for me I can tell you, but the best thing, wasnt being knackered at the end, or even to COUGH! So to me I was a winner there!!! :-)<br /></div><div align="center">That was Tuesday.<br />(will post comparrisons next week)<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363793586526091090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdHutEVHJtNHzZE6y8-K22FAe0JhH5tGQn9ZMTSutLoO6uZ1x3p02TJm2al1P8KrslcU5UP88SIEWPnVh9H8IZiXU3xNd6reJn_xFTVIT-wZnNK5jKKc1phFrZvp15r7m1CoZSJ7lxQmOo/s320/megni.jpg" border="0" /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363797032881628322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ2_j9xexp25NLOU7tCFLTeIQZ-9017jM3fyxiZvI4ELohnhNXxXuZCfca9ptuOwnX6_ClWXjDOkOVrKq-qBd2Qe5gaR0qM24ETzmLvjcUEgUItZ9-VMgitCVYsZZfRl8ODDNu65OHCrJK/s320/bowlin.jpg" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363796376245086306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ifFGaJZ6wkR6x_jrBALr6Ira7tMVw9gI2rHMg1-78V-tOAyC2vh77rnRwOxm5HFN5wf8BUSCZFemn60TblxTgL91qlTC95bwt0chu5nG4Qt1qWwmiVdhTwJklmXRuHeBOYELJcRdi_AM/s320/strike.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363793578182877378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiasukfvPqcCfiu2MRPtlbMQf6SdyEaflSS8W7iVWem1c_sxk08ISMxQf_rxEC2Psun0lVb7teUN_i6GJlIBFjao4NpZ-QDcdywYl0naowGdWDTb1Ipwge1CrhwYtjLLoMbG4yM1__7Xc5o/s320/meg12.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363796370409620530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGDxbQghGA1-Ji2D-hw0_rrH-S4qUY3mm1V8CGVEM0ZNIPrKsAYt0xIQqLlP4JpSOYTekXbTqLkDjEIo6FTSX8jCWjT8y1D49P_1exrfmvGAxPX5zg_Vm2vXy7Jn95RCUhY_SJTjsLxFt/s320/home.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">Meg and I after a lovely weekend on our own, as Kelsey had gone on BROWNIE CAMP. I found it really quiet and odd without having Kelsey around, however it was nice to just spend some quality time alone with Megan & It was just Great. Fetching Kelsey from Camp was the best. She had grown up somewhat over the weeked, and this made me realise more, that I am so SO SO SO looking forward to the summer holiday's this year!!!!!</div><div align="center">__________________<br /><br />Megan graduated from Reception which was abit emotional for me. For one, I had to bed the doctors to let me go home just so I could take Meg on her first day which was so hard, and then skipping pretty much out the play ground taking Meg and Kelsey home from their last day of term, fully healthy and breathing with no oxygen, was really quite hard to deal with and I cried alittle bit of happiness and just amazement with how far I have come, again thanks to a kind stranger I can do this, and becoming a Donor is so easy and to beable to give someone the chances I have been given is just amazing. too,<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363793588521591202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtXuoRujoJ-ciXoAjOtyyRs7zeDj8hpCeHSVmds5nL88E_0A8sIvWrYPV2fAyEbQpRChD1t-neGQxsOxTtSVgO4YisSl6LsO9yN3g1Oy580aUyRESFHd7cTfWo7eyMIKFGuYerzRdggHMf/s320/meggrad.jpg" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363792544899968082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVvGbroSlvd-MC0VpVo34gjwck3RQkcyOOCL7DOQts6XNqnOhIRgxeer5GWSeFp7ekmY13z54ELeUoLbw2R4tJM5uviGPpwvln5PqY8twQz19q65kqIBDzlssvTldHzWXX5TUEBTnXyOvH/s320/meg1.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363792547750504130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOKRLHkqpvcr1PjotY7HFXxn7BRaLO7qVV09sPY1zNtwZiSj0olYbt5Y9FcWABUVoyZbee02SF3eUieMru0ZuYoeS1BxTitJ-YxTD6P_-7vp9hPBqneE8cvszXo_YwvsWPhtLNrUa6rSmC/s320/meg2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363792546875568146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicPNdyV0AK-dOJ5-jvHpnzhZokmXo6Up2ynM2QFvKb_bbYIX7POtjwEELWorCatbcCNJzOjGDKHPPjxPWP6hiqJP949GEVXFLhhUImorpzbYiQTWBxI5qD7pek2hki6UI2dSzcwL4_Rdh0/s320/meg3.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363792552995629890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZyK72Lxxz_XXRLR8OeH7dCyTi370yxUpUVPppE1QK7fPCB4WayCncCtIWHPRvCdobLuMpgs30C_vO9olSqs3VZ3KbjnWJFC2TKbzqE5ormy_keK5dxD-czUPyFH-tbO-Yo-i7uEc9RPmP/s320/meg4.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363792555016397122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL9aH8BEazvNzqEN9IGFtYntAE_lDlfry4dOL56qDwFe_sGLGHiFjjbgssblIOiUIsMVtrYuCHeGvMAzrcqXu475TCPxySZalCHFS-3fkyahQsL61LxWSPYr9UwaZ-YKck40zYLg1Tk4sP/s320/meg5.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p></p><br /><p align="center">Megan at her final praise assembly with 2 certificates!! </p><p align="center">____________________________</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363796489422729986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyaQ9S3yphLOBRupkr7-6k9gYO2ftwR-YoyCeg8rmBqoCL-V9MVqf4TPsGNUKo2XWPdjtKEuZNPdC49ncL8XD8pvnDvrUFzwx8sKm91C7aZiix6eVo1VXZcD4w0HdycbEZ-4YWHuZxV5UT/s320/kelsflute.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363796364914453122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1sqvfSgNKkZBpR7y9zTmhYIj0UdT-pzI44K1_Exw-P8nIxsVTeWBtG0mNlsUYTr7dm04o1kC9321UuTaTBM0-PMGZrvMxZ9DaRVQDUKc3VufQGr-6KXGE0UObNEmZ8DVAkVo0S-w-oO2U/s320/kelsflute1.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363796385693101666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQV89-oqS6ytyOswymZrvNQ4v91Ve12O5Fz3GkWSi8nSjDebZ6TbkjhmZdDvNbt7RDRAPID25EN2hD_d-7pciftQWcec1gIhPJGhEJbLntISCh5OJYjzCyS7Ykyafr_AtBO7G6oxAS8FeM/s320/drum.jpg" border="0" /><br />My Girls at their end of term concerts. Megan playing the African Drums and Kelsey playing the flute . . . . .<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363789569858897026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirjev-A5Xcts67mdULI0M_ZAcqShNfskk7p4K_TIU1qVxZ21NkJI-yWNNJt7uzHtavyQQQTNKD-aYCfGwr-lINEtl56mZ7hAp2HHB8pGBlD0XtMgBWymI0VWORY-qwWS87g2gmqKU_h1J-/s320/DSCF3030.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363829924764175314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglgwpaSUmpVwa96vFJ9AvKoCIWqWZ8l4TZFNIIR_s_A2g4YKnNxOTK1NLFWVOEQ0KDXonJ1GfKUCc-pBNNcPt70Iz1ES2yoOJI-Cikb8h07sBwvO6vctbWiiZZqbOavQM1onMQsyZO4bzM/s320/racekels.jpg" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363831380711822562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9fTYZ4ttO_rHs9j4eZtHy3ZWzIuOVNSPGQySsJNKdzKO1cUKhQjSZZeYxOySk0rpQtmWfJyfvlk9R_LBN8mzygjEihz7w5dgmbYJqHzgjzmwJdaw2sToIuhOiddauLZ6n8C31dnV9Oer3/s320/kelsrace.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363829927208483666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbGwIDUvMRdLxjrZyl1TDfAo-_nR87BQBP9TLM5FiLSaOdZV1rNAl9rPIevRu_wfjYStBUuRsd1duhGGIm93VDZpVncFJzcJSW3TMgexUUG0sariQZ8T4I9SDlSLlnWJcTGukJowEa10J3/s320/racesack.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363829931762997106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwmTYqwlfSLTvvmMVMotv-bBB2g6UP-gCa-t3vi9MGN2aK-XgWR4OBi16mRu1pKQatLnzC7nLAQ4serG4UgvmmCQ6rpazlNbE7J6RmYtMf8igsV_ORpNg9Jplp8fSnsnnY9ezzU4tk8IUo/s320/racesack2.jpg" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363831366296124690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7b7qa0UkvKIwSCl2njvcVnGgmgggN_5nUNJq6LmOHhiEN6MB63D7sJIev2CQ2vlqpK7R4lJt0ijoSNxcCoIw0XNyA_av4WTrKGpK8e7UgxSgkAHA8mhW0VB0GDO92oJlXl-OaJyeHJEyC/s320/raceskip.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363831376312116722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg36Rh4gFzd_R_TaTmpdO1os40wYdyraL5mI56_0DqgnJYxxXMP2PAA7wacz6eRKWQ_T7VULkRVP-MSmh5IIR-GELpNhpIrhLWiRRQs58H6mUAi7bWcpMjUcATbUrFl1F6fb7FNrxUOenfB/s320/kelsskip.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363831368649879138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJaHRUrQzzwcM80SU4OZQQPh-swt7h51xRyxrb4lb31BiDiuGL6f_aRwEyESM2MCwce_zz96e319nVkbmv_akCvi5A2IIrk_Tev4NIyrl3dysC4vGNfBs6UOCWOwchcSSnpMUgE31yQVsu/s320/memumsrace.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">Here are the mum's and I, wanting To WIN the MOTHERS RACE!!<br />Noone's In It To Win It. . . . - Honest!</p><p align="center">_______________________________<br />NOt sure what happened rest of the week, oh yes, Wednesday I had my first lay in, and then Thursday a trip to harefied to check on the new lungs, and even though I felt rubbish and thought id need to stay in, my lung function had improved to 1.84fev1 over 2.45fvc . . . . So I came home, still none the wiser to why I have been experiencing lower back pain(kidney area) and lower left lung pain, so taking co-drydamol but wasnt working so starting takng oxinorm I think, but just one tablet. I only decided to take this after 2 nights of no sleep, (where I was getting so grumpy and taking it out on the girls, so now I have been better after taking one at night.<br /></p><div align="center">Friday, had a day of complete rest. After London on Thurs I was shattered, and then Saturday, Kels had her theatre and I went home to clean and Iron (i think) and then when I picked Kels up we went to nanny paulines where they would see their dad and had a lovely lunch with them at the pub. Then my friend texted to ask if I was still going to house warming and engagement - Oooops, I forgot, though I knew there was a reason to my girls staying with their nan and dad. So I quickly went home and to the local shop.store to by a bottle of wine and I get asked for ID. I didnt have any, so I wouldnt get served. I was complimented by looking young, but unhappy cos I couldnt buy a bottle of wine for my friends. So I just went witha card and a bought pint of milk (for my tea) joke, I needed some for home before I went. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Sunday I stayed in my PJ's ALL DAY!!!!!!!! As lately I have been v tired, and not 100%, but after the rest, I have started to feel much better, but still have lots of things to do. I have been thinking lots about the trip i'd like to go on next year. Have decided on destinations, and they are -<br />From London to:</div><div align="center">1) India<br />2) Japan</div><div align="center">3) Thailand</div><div align="center">4) Australia</div><div align="center">5) New Zeland</div><div align="center">6) Fiji</div><div align="center">7) USA (LA)</div><div align="center">8) Back To London</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Just me and the girls are going to go, my mum is thinking about it, but if im honest I think i'd rather just do it on my own with my girls - some bonding that hasn't happened for a very long time. So Christmas is going to be rather sparse and birthdays too. Though I have to make up Kelsey and Megan's room, as now my mum has gone, I promised Kelsey that she can have her own room, so I need to find bits and peices for their rooms, I am going to do during the school holidays whilst they are at their dads, and my good friend Cathy said that she would help and also offered her bf to help too!! :-) So great. Have been to homebase (hardware store) to choose some paints. We have about 5 different swatches of paint on the wall, and none are the colours Kelsey likes. Meg however will be happy with what ever :-) </div><br /><br /><div align="center">Meg Is Still doing her Piano and is doing really well & Can now play YankeeDoodle all the way through :-)</div><div align="center">_____________________________</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Tuesday was Ethan's 9h Birthday. Kelsey went to his party last tuesday at the bowling alley. Was a good party. Thank you Ethan, And</div><br /><br /><div align="center">H.A.P.P.Y - B.I.R.T.H.D.A.Y<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363780779545156866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9lWfMW0vHM-jvdbPunUVDfDVs7-DZ0h9J7LegBjQ_8kF7Ug4ywLvKbYqlsh8vplOJ0-TjyPxibuq7Es0dtKWgKpebwmfIuCkNZqVm9n2shivrOEHa4I_XUgnOlG7W7bxa7OwZ2XNyItsB/s320/DSCF3229.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Here are the Guy's On Eth's Birthday Having a Giggle<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363780798636492786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiTOi2s0yakvHxhGCJSpwYcJ3P1iHMFOhyphenhyphenoymElVurkqWeLagqBfzhvkl-X8D3xFMHapkyP6UrM9KJ25XvxhAyPVyrb3Mu978AE2_DvfS2MartCANudimqQcJsEFq7PSXXBpAbsUZPDj_2/s320/DSCF3235.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Ethan's 9th Birthday Playing bowling and coming 3rd!! (Here Come The Girls - Thinking they RULE! (of course) :-)<br />______________________________ </p><p align="center">Kelsey Wii'ing It!<br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363838380901894994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt1AM82O-Fq9JhmuJxXDK0t1yjDGNyoqH7K52r1lxGlMiCWSXSbtPKuX1RTDEmsced1iQZi3dfacw3qae-ZyhAAByS81CIo4izH5aVX9i8U_HU3E2p5nnOrLozhbMRzjYfuKl6mNK21rQ-/s320/DSCF3207.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center">Here is Meg as Optimus Prime<br />(I can see you!!!)<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363838371751469650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrirptl3XB_pabmhoDSJ0q5Py1s4merjhXYWdun0CT57ZBQK5PcQerEaafxJ-vmqoqVaLI46MjfpJA2ixW_U9C1K3LbLgjQ0y59de4kYgPggYpCV5bY6p3NDu6YOS2HTA4otSScoLrmTgp/s320/DSCF3216.JPG" border="0" />_____________________________<br />I have started buying school uniform and waiting on a delivery from the internet with the rest of their clothes then all I need to buy are shoes and trainers. Feel so up on it all at the moment.<br /><br />Friday last week, I finally had my long over dued Guitar Lesson!! YAY . . . . Thanks Brian.<br />Kelsey I have since found is way more into it than I am. She really want's to learn it so she can sing with it, wheras I cannot sing for the life of me and I like strumming it for a bit of fun and to chill. I think Kelsey will take it up as an instrument and Megan will do the Piano. So that will be something to look forward to - Lots of NOISE in our household!!! :-) I enjoy it actually, makes me feel alive!!!!! </p><p>_______________________________<br />NOW TODAY!!!! BEST DAY OF MY NEW LIFE SO FAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363780802198581554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkUwebfKf3oZXtopHQV-UQDCYH9gkIKPhhacW_GmwJBxPmfHdwG-3nx9O47SpufXAG192sNwQ5H3qyiE7kwPDkHdkAhf0H08AXyB0QdvXNRfZ9elRq9cd15wyt4J7acZqebRvDp-jD1uUF/s320/DSCF3246.JPG" border="0" /> Kelsey, Nell (Kelsey's bestfriend) and I taught Meg how to ride her bike with NO stabilizers!!!! I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Happy!!!!!!!!!!!! It was one of my aims to do when I got better, and I (we) did it...... Megan only needed to be pushed fast twice and she got the hang of it straight away and didnt fall off, just kept putting her feet down to stop her falling, and towards the end of the bike ride, she was pushing herself off and riding by herself with absolutely NO help!!!!!! It was sooo cool.... I did however say to the girls, "Right then, if we get Megan to ride her bike all by herself today, i'll buy you ALL an ice cream!!!" (I thought; id better have some money in my purse, cos now I have said this, Meg will be able to ride her bike) and true enough, she did and I had to pay out with IcE CrEaMs - but hey, it was SoOoOo Worth it!!!!! I am the proudest Mum in the World Right Now!!!!! Here are some pics of Meg riding; and our day at the counrty side centre!<br /><br /><p align="center"><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx9eOhbBOs9Tu8pE07BxpCnre9wWUcbI2ToXumDHxVzLwHlJNG1o7VJn8zcGNESgNsY6aCxGV_LEQQlE6ZKSQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><br /><br /><p align="center">A Little Video Taken By Me - </p><br /><br /><p align="center">Still heavy breathing with exitemeny by the sound of it!!!</p><p align="center">____________</p><p align="center">The Proud Mum & Meg<br /></p><p align="center">(taken by Kelsey-Louise)<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363783634746206770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbDgE2CQHXgqXYR8-_Qp5Uf3y4Nx_eWRz-ZlyR5XAZUOBBdjLjvvQP5XXz3pKraSu7luA5QAt856J6plEqbiG2GYI8eOWhZfqsrBmEgJ3-HXPYZsllc_1Kv5AOrBTKj32c37mVght6HWhJ/s320/megride.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363783639474298546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKFNegmITR4l61t_F5kXylKjHD71hDMlzbmV6SRyYwWs-AKTZTv1LrZlIUqRhf6sPtLhvEOCuE3UX_wbOZTtaAIkfjUyk29FWghiU-AA0O4CSe7W2Zrs0-CwKA8Aiqv0s0MjCFvOfpkl1J/s320/DSCF3238.JPG" border="0" /><br />Thurday I am going back to Bimingham heartlands hospital (where I used to go for my CF care) to take back the ventilator that I no longer use and the nebulizers that I started making a collection of and sharp bins and lots of other medical things that I no longer use!!! I'll have more free space in my wardrobe then.<br /></p><p align="left">Right I have to go now, as I need to take my 10om tac.</p>NIght NIght<br />x xSallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-24898906815307102332009-07-17T11:17:00.000-07:002009-07-17T11:20:05.533-07:00My News PieceHere is what my friend Paddy did for us on the news. However it doesnt go into much detail about transplants. :-(<br /><br /><a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/8150786.stm">http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/8150786.stm</a><br /><br />Cannot update for a while as my laptop in for repair. Will be back as soon as I can... x xSallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-76160729034232337012009-07-14T10:16:00.000-07:002009-07-14T11:29:14.929-07:00Another Great Week<div align="center"> The weekend was brilliant; I got to see my nephew which was brilliant. But firstly, today was a very sad day. It was my friend nic's funeral. We all had to wear a pink top, and I would say there were more than 200 peeple there easily. I was good to say goodbye, as I never got round to seeing her after my transplant. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I made it back intime to take my girls to their music lesson, however Kelsey is still recovering from a sore throat and Megan, now has a sore throat, high temp, achy legs and all over and was in bed by 5pm. If she is still not better tomorrow I will take her to the doctors, as this viral she has, is all I need. Touchwood, my immune system has been quite good. And Here I am touching my wooden table as hard as I can.</div><div align="center">********************</div><div align="center">Kelsey is sat on her laptop, well her nanny's making her daddy a birthday card. He is 32 tomorrow the old mare!!!!!</div><div align="center">*******************</div><div align="center">And I am sat down waiting for the news to come on as I will be on it with my girls. On BBC1, Midlands Today. I will paste a link later on for this.<br /></div><div align="center">*******************</div><div align="center">Last week, I had my friend Vicky come down and see me with her sister Gemma and Nephew Charlie. Vicky had a transplant 2 half years ago and is doing well. We went to the pub and had a lovely time catching up - </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358371862739723394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge3t-9ZBVY5igVLcCIHDY_1ndVcj3kZJ3V_p6yt3Mrcab6YUVG0yb-kRVXDXSb8wxF-fQO_DsqQKamd8dz3Fm4sEcgbUmeQ72p_Di6L6UQG9b74T2sovkjjJNYO7cXirV-RI0uFWS9Pb6s/s320/DSCF2736.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">**************************<br /><br />Monday Kelsey and Megan had their Brownie and Rainbow funday</p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358379726273417346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5nbZ-tL-yy7EV0Edqg4V5MPYoNygk29777euFrt70hIyUwaz-_euYOAUT2yl84b4xA5viptgXhtOOTmAu3FLUJbY9srxW1n1MviSk1FFGKFvCrNSeS6d1P7tFKSuViLb4h-NyyqhllL_7/s320/kelsandmeg.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">*********************** </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358376633624444962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6OsjdoIMogrYI0BrD0Yrf7JQamcRxaZulGhtINPjzuNJw5n_hDU7COJ55Lwua6JyQeCV-Dqix6DuXp7TT5MY6nvyT4skWWwEJEeKwLzor9vn6Ac80wnN0cyonohwFCPy9jip6zChB0NUg/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /><br />Now . . . . On Saturday I was getting ready for a inaugral banquet; which was held at the guildhall. I was invited to go by the Mayor Of Worcester. Here is a link to the news paper artical<br /><br /><a href="http://www.worcesternews.co.uk/news/local/4488245.Mayor_waves_the_flag_for_patriotism/">http://www.worcesternews.co.uk/news/local/4488245.Mayor_waves_the_flag_for_patriotism/</a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358376620776561282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyx1n9MvynZQK5I8QVovOdw43sNEqhVbovP5Fqzt1UWLAAWI6LDMoRDb5dULyKFthnuyagM_1fuvDZ7Kb5rPXubmzwrZbsWhoTSwtUUvTdD3YlwdZnC0zVz1LSWNEoL7dOGVfapKAczx-o/s320/kelsni.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358371884648643570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnTn6Jdpan-7uOeyLuNIrV7wUSwUFtGEu-VNEfH-G1-t5wtwLPsfkL1UTaczchWBvzP6RCWZcaBuQdGQrOmD1ZqywWg4mKeyXy2i3pJZSh6FKscyPEh2lALLx-rPMQEjtLxl9YWpaxtVeg/s320/DSCF2752.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358371898491437634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvx2QQXqemGoOcZZQdUEi3sx4IgGIXiCF6HpChqaYcS_aHYdiYCXjZMYBTo54EGDiVROxlPBekFX-DD2UdwxHPgAwxaAnOzxPmr15GqSlynnHZ9BWXqWV-gcw6oSkhAuye3NOHk64GxHhG/s320/DSCF2755.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358371892029163650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg80yRd2Upivi0gCTBKLFVoDN57817W6DUOo-5v2eeh2q9k7RCqp_CbWjs00i9jk4IuH9cSX45PTnf7P7BaTR56LreN5w8dd9B9tMIsJRvKjBd3Bh9cQf7DBwoffQmPi4t3Ew_yTIC2j6d1/s320/DSCF2769.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>I was presented with a bouquet of flowers too. It was so nice. I shared a table with the deputy mayor and his wife, and it seems my mum went to school with his son, and my nan went to school with him. What a small world! For the staters we had prawn salad - however I wasn't brave enough as yet to try it incase of food poisioning, so I asked if I could have the melon instead which wasn't a problem. For main, we had Roast beef yorkshire pudding, with a lovely rich red sauce. and for pudding we had appletart with cinnamon and cream, cream!</p><p>The wine was delicious too, cabernet sauvignon, my favourite, but my alltime is shiraz added on to those two :-) Not that im an alcoholic or even know anything about wine apat from that trio together tastes the best!!!! :-) </p><p>After the meal I went into town to celebrate my friends 40th. I felt too dressy with my friends who were already drunk and I just couldn't get into it. So ended up going home early'ish...</p><p align="center">***************************</p><p align="center">Monday:</p><p align="center">Michele Paduano came again, this time not to film me in hospital and out for my daughters birthday, but to film me healthy and running around. the amount of takes it took - me running up the hill, that was my weekly exercise!!! hehe,</p><p align="center">But it was good to see Paddy again.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358371811419164530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjL4emokLYkXmAuZQ_WA740LLhV__qSUwBsUjIvUmEUl1lwFBCrI604BK5-R3I2JmGKUlOa3pwDK-w4Aj2MJZi0GFhP4ZX1jdaPqz5cSqS7HSvCSIG32Zwg6NFQMO-Xil7NxQE7kEf3taa/s320/DSCF2770.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358376648171815538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7pVhyuTUl_mKnp9kQPeWKmskHMunPxZWztXSnsBUAowEs-M1F4-jJba8lhDnQRA_AxC-VUOnzKgApie4DzKKhnTaQg7MK0cypOYbaZ5cpFuT1vLXABP92fy3CDNxij9Aqxg15m0A7KknL/s320/13072009798.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>It went on air Tuesday, will post a link next time I post - tomorrow or lateron this eve. Thanks again for reading. Sally xx</p><p> </p><p>p.s. I appologise for not replying to you who have left me email addresses, will do my upmost to answer your questions this weekend and again, sorry xx</p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-717913519361369642009-07-10T02:52:00.000-07:002009-07-13T14:01:31.316-07:00Hospital Visit<div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Hi There<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYISWUtg0ws6K2GOtiLrmpOkJ4zSRV5i_CwupA5yFavu-_i_QBgfsT7WSzklGUzqx-jQT-qtpoA6bNvaQk6gBOOb7ddcjnzZYab5e9RYnhB5YmUq7SP3LAz59rKRmOKfrpAUT3xEDON6aL/s1600-h/DSCF2648.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358048526021944690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYISWUtg0ws6K2GOtiLrmpOkJ4zSRV5i_CwupA5yFavu-_i_QBgfsT7WSzklGUzqx-jQT-qtpoA6bNvaQk6gBOOb7ddcjnzZYab5e9RYnhB5YmUq7SP3LAz59rKRmOKfrpAUT3xEDON6aL/s320/DSCF2648.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Here are pictures from Our Day at Malvern on the Sunday:</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358046566363187890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP0jEMC3rnrhfWzg8rKGkR2kO4iGxsaxjAJ8gjHqim2H5I9abtBliaRkyQ2EquPNb_h41fUZ61Ce8w3inDX0Hk0J6K1Uv5LADE-_BWmM7Zx0dgxxF-HmPsKuikc1eGNTqZlCgm_-gCdEw6/s320/DSCF2676.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358046552118491106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisTLlWNJfwg12XC1-_IEs3s9Ne_UhgyApxNyRAnr0Gb0pQLog6jE0sAjRYoAXGBtyOhia2uEtTcZTbaq9XAdEuLQ24c1Lw8itfm4WohwtX8-lfvL6Nil9S3a34y5QuH4dPNndJgoHJw5ph/s320/DSCF2666.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358046550105052002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgnLrZSFefpgxSVWA8IY2WodmH6ai49dOxAfVtilOYUu5pEQCnrAXQBFpJA5LXPoRmpumJuKSmvNsK3-vSyQ1p7VfbLMc2bAtaoJRJEii0JW1abPqNE07Dd4nkLdCBt5suoanzDF5dtEKl/s320/DSCF2663.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358046568424076754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbD-BnBHqFaZwlT6ZuGemEnSxiDv393RWOWec5UzuIcgQfUwvRyxqxsFsLSnLFaPEZPfgjLwkV2LtX8bzaZ1v8qEknj552QOKT7ffRHuA8iXRaJVaoe6F8OV7_W4qMCckMD0FDMedrNW3x/s320/DSCF2653.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358048539136469826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2HNyzExU0O808HNSCUt_zagyLMsrJzkkHoSCvL4te0Up-uOik3sXOmTGtL3BY4V_7zsoUQcXQJYkqCClTZubMrbVRVIaLvEMMZ0HuWozhxCSxfKm7Ff6kvWI9szJF-bXWYw0iaIGXcI93/s320/DSCF2692.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358048533704086146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHt14EW5QXXdqpk2jcbnS9MuVo85Ull5mSi60j9mB3Nl4kRuCRkEZnxlU06K-b-k5WDR44YXj9KPk47tDx3feUxWFQ2Rjv8uWgCLztyXWVqxAo_1-teNq_UBE3MhhvzSoVx4FiAzVd9by6/s320/DSCF2664.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>AM REALLY VERY SORRY For Delay in writing this weeks blog entry... Been so busy... Okay okay, everyone has been going on about Micheal Jackson. I was absolutely gutted when I found out. It bought back all memories of Dan, Khalid and all my other lost friends. And Last week, I found out that a friend of mine Nikki passed away. She'd only sent me a message after id been out on the town asking me what was it like and congratulations. I replied, but sadley I never heard from her again. </div><br />************************************<br /><div>Rest Easy Now Nikki and hope wherever you are now, you are at peace and not in anymore pain.</div>*************************************<br /><div>Megan didn't have piano this week as the teacher was off, so instead I took the lesson and now is reading CDE and B music notes and can play the first part YANKEEDOODLE!!!!<br /></div><div>Ou Megan took her Rainbow promise which was lovely, and I had to fill out forms for Kelsey to go On Brownie Camp which is the weekend of the 18th July!!! </div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358051956670045346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0IzUTMBK-hIeoS1ln64Rr3n1Sl74nOUl6Q4xmldPrHXORMVn6wpyb0A9D8nSTmaUz9uIn2Aii1O7gAFPffYtDyamdorSL92Ytb0o4vH2arvv9LTF3u5e6WF7g4NqlrcmzSW2gDpALw5s2/s320/06072009787.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358051967735780802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaroAHV44984e-XjI61GXmQZHo52KewathiFsuUnepWiKrDAMgQa8BsXhcD1SL48iuEMbtqfKN3Yr2wXmtE8G43yOSvd6abLJ7qu4d8pqZzEFozWdUbrJZHDTjprWEMuU8sWIZvdP5sDsG/s320/06072009788.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358051958192311570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGfMYydwoz-skPVvPiU4bDuOEFSnQQxZ0UrThms1ysU-iu9T0hzc9iY-bVPJVkRgXKbbVO1KkMkGKQlJzz7u076pgKzlCLwNv6wkmobsKckyHx2EP5KpAcv-lcWc7Cq-TGvneEAXiwJAgB/s320/06072009791.jpg" border="0" />x x My Proud Little Girl x x<br /><br /><br /><div>Megan has her ballet and dance exams that weekend too! :-D</div><br /><div>I went for lunch at WagaMama's in Birmingham with an old friend and was really nice to catch up and see her as havnt seen her since my transplant, and now am looking forward to going out for an evening drink and frolics at a later date. Had to also go looking for shoes as on Saturday I have a very important function to go to and will explain more after the weekend.</div><br /><div>Also On Saturday is a very good friend of mines Birthday, so I am going to be overly dressed to go for a drink in the town after, so may end up going home to change first....</div><br /><div>ONE OF THE BEST HIGHLIGHTS of This WEEKEND TO BE IS!!!!! - My wonderful nephew Leon comes home for short leave from Afgan.... Have missed him so much and still havn't seen him since I had my transplant, and I am so so so so so so excited to see him......... </div><br /><div>Well for Saturday I have my dress, shoes, fake tan, ouh I must find some earrings!!!! Just remembered!!! And a handbag I have too, Ready for my insulin and tablets and CAMERA!</div><div></div><br /><div>Okay, My headline of this post is Hospital - I went to the hospital and got yet another photo of Kim and I, but this time not under the transplant sign but on a bridge of a nice pub where we went to for lunch. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358048544221419698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-2M4ffvUlEPYgxLCJmyzIamk6aluBOdZQTLtDOoJ19Tc5sZLy7BFvId4Cs3k-bUX-pt1dKrCmuxN6Q2mvkP95rmTCWBUTd4-6-o8aeTjflUY5uXAhj_ye5X1pxBsoTjvAqsZ5JnD_WsrN/s320/DSCF2725.JPG" border="0" />The lady doctor who I saw, who I had never met before, she said I was fine, and to come back in 4 weeks, but to my amazment. As I been feeling tired, but this could be due to the weather and by blows are slightly low, this could be due to me doing my tummy abs as when my tummy hurts my blows are slightly worse off. But I still dont feel happy about it. This was Thursday last week, and I drove there myself and drove back. The roof was down and I was getting the sun. IT was lovely dont get me wrong, but I was so so tired on my way back. And I slept pretty much all of next day and my girls for a long atime to what it seems had a dvd on so I could get rest, and I didnt like that feeling of how I used to feel before transplant. Since then I have got more rest and I feel slightly better, though this week my blows have adverages at 1.5 over 1.8... not quite the best I have had at 1.8 over 2.15.... So must do more exercise and get them back up.<br /></div><br /><div>Saturday Kelsey had her Theatre in the morning and I went to see my best mate Jo whilst she was there and then in the afternoon I forgot what I did, how bad is that, nope I remember now, we went to a fun day at a farm with the church which was lovely and me and my good friend Claire face painted and leg and arm painted the children and parents too, with the letters M.U.M / D.A.D on their knuckles!! rebble wana be's I say!!!!! Then in the evening I went to my friends sisters house, and oh my gosh, her garden consists of about 4 fields, the girls had a wonderful time running about with the dogs. They slept really well that night...</div><br /><div>Sunday I went SWIMMING! TOok them to waterworld in stoke.. They had an amazing time. My friend dorve us there and the girls were so happy. Last time i went there I only did the one slide 3 times, and that was the whole time I was there. (last year) and this time, I did it 3 times straight away and other slides too and swam under the water, and we all just had a wonderful time. My friend didnt want to get in to I stayed with the girls and it was just amazing. the food we ate after, wasn't so nice though, but the day was great... We did want to go to the beach that day, but the weather wasn't good enough much to all of our disappointment.</div><br /><div>Monday; back to schoool and again the following night the girls slept really well and so did I. Its just brilliant having a hectic social life and not stopping, but knowing my limits too..... </div><div></div><br /><div>All I say, is I cannot wait till next weekend, a suprise instore to those who don't know whats happening on Sat, and next week also, I may be on the telly again. But will let you know as and when and if.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358046540437221938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSeMMY8WJBi1kRgrPH4xtmiCd0BehfoG99K_GUjQkG2_oLHmrBw3ZGmeHRGcxQncUQi6LpGpPurRh-yBoi0J_zoRBnm9LDPuAXCylwoYNPEO1EztrucTypt1dO0Oh8q7wQE7YJp9ADNdK6/s320/DSCF2713.JPG" border="0" /> (Me Loving The Rain & Life!!!!!)<br />Bye For Now, Sally</div></div></div></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-20366063331589251872009-06-30T06:10:00.000-07:002009-06-30T12:46:44.921-07:0030th June Week - First Weekend Out & Gym!<div>Hey and good day to you all... This last week has been an absolutely mad'un!!! AGAIN!<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div>Well Megan had her first Piano Lesson and did really well. She knows her keys C,D & E from bottom to the top! Really proud of her. Her next lesson is: Today! And she did really well again. I was watching her as she was taking it all in from the teacher and her mouth was wide open. :-)<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353113352403452098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmHMB6wVGfM_8eJq4EIOH3LpdSrqlbbUU8CWHK37HZnfjhAQdE9Un0Gyi4wocKXZ5UA8wLaumPDunNMmte3RSw1MTvAbTn_i34SoNKqYtvWBglu6Bd_DkmZVt67eIhSZ2Wgi8h0qM4Y6LY/s320/Meg+1st+Piano+Lesson.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><br />All week I had been planning on going out. As it will be my first night out in about 2 years. We went to Merryhill shopping, Cathy, Sally & I, and went shopping in Primark!! What a wonderful place...<br /><br /><br /><p>Outfit bought and week a good one. Jody my bestmate from school years came up, and we had coffee, and went to town shopping. I bought some fake bake... ITs just so nice to beable to get up and go out and not worry about o2 and being back at home for treatment... its just get up and go now!</p><br /><br /><div align="center">On sat day, Kelsey had a concert at the Elgar School Of Music, and she did really well, but her nerves got the better of her. Here is a pic of Kelsey & Her bestfriend who also sang. They were both very good.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353203818915743666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9EAWtE_gxsb0kXwml5eSlsHvry271hmGFuuXV_-iq3OTFfHGSOVmgTkfhGIKfiyfB7ZSQMJMFwS_SQ19geXM380gNHb7Qsyj_r8m7t71D93nrlf9NHi_3fJkaAB-ZZ4EnjKHoiipDGntd/s320/DSCF2553.JPG" border="0" />______________________</div><br /><br /><p>Saturday was brilliant.... I got a little bit drunk, but I wobble alot anyway, so added alcohol made it worse and I have a drunken injury on my foot.</p><br /><br /><p>Here are some photos from the night: Below - </p><p align="center">Steve, His Girlfriend Kelly & Moi<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353114136249914114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRLypi5ow1VRhmUnWrQFkYF_AK_FRhOzH1GKlWiWD82KlmegHGlqy-FPu5UQQE_mF6Ah3St7da5K-3R5L2DFXIkWdyN94sCDpT4EaoSEtUOOmCZsv_NpETa1oHyGUov3EA5bSPYNssqqhyphenhyphen/s320/DSCF2568.JPG" border="0" /><br />Here Is My Best Bud From School Years; JodyLea<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353113357107190834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUUKI15YuG9w1Aa_bipjmCfdv3Z4ZaI-CXENlKpDRS8Kt02xawHnwzqv0_RP7tpa6pRO0POb2L9tgDhd_-sEwr-NszkGnvUhBc-jUtESgS6viZek-qrhRLLzjeVQnDW0cxeNar5puMJZrg/s320/DSCF2564.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><div align="center">Here Is Kathy & I<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353114137565113346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk9KOO57WakindN8d8VgLM8p79MXAQJmk0LAZlDNPPlFas9wMKZKpgzl_uUeXwoOJaurGucVzEx0reCrddJIU4JGvV4VrM1YEvWSmBS_18b9-y1mHqUOkSmqOniy507yMYHp7PIvI1rk3l/s320/DSCF2612.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">Here Is All FIFTEEN Of Us Outside Tunnells Opticians;</div><br /><div align="center">!!!OH WHAT A NIGHT!!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353198124260512162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUJpvYZS3xx3RLhvgdHnG35QWikpOvZY2rRZZ3YgpfpW45GqpYiOJsD96eM2RxN7y9sWtJ8q60QtG7Eg91FkRllfdSXED0FFV5M7YFjN61_sU549tNR9Agq0bnyCaH2SMn_Ic56g8UcTq4/s320/DSCF2590.JPG" border="0" />________________________<br /></div><br /><div align="center">Can You Think Of A Caption For This Photo?<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353113373703658818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVMt7bJdGRHwFL2e_CoQcdXLjVeOiIdNxA7RRKKaPXPoTUowFiyOpps2juDWSRKZGmdWVDTTF1PvxOsgiwhpS00kzPwb5VyUpScQFvYILfW0PXk6noGIeolrGcn-lNEPdZ9lzYlasptKPD/s320/DSCF2557.JPG" border="0" />______________________________</div><br /><div align="center">And Finally -<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353113371174085410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAHcVKeqV3jQdrbygfqmybZmWwbPAZir5MD1NRhmKyCd1QpZ9hyphenhyphen-eCHCQeYVhbTpIQQ2fxlcXLLVuHqjSwigkAwXIjEpX82lbC_LQWd-rXHhCiOQStZTxpXmpDEQxuDdxGa8gsJEXRhuW6/s320/DSCF2627.JPG" border="0" /><br />Here Is Me & ? ? ? ; Tricia & Carly - Just before getting turned away from Bushwackers :-( </div><p align="center">_______________________</p><p>I got in from going in to town and my mate who got home before me, decided to get into my bed and sleep// I WAS NOT HAPPY , as there was there spare room for him to sleep in..... So when I got back, (early hours of the morning, I made as much noise tidying up as I could!!! ) AND I ENDED UP SLEEPING IN MEGANS COT BED!!!!!! Being 4"11 has its advantages!!!</p><p>Sunday; I woke up early and finished tidying up, and I had the girls back early as me and Pauline (mother inlaw) & Kelsey were going to have a picnic at Megans Rainbow Fun Day, but when we got there; there was no parents to stay, so we dropped Megan off and we went to Malvern Park. It was lovely. </p><p align="left">Monday, back at school doing the school run. I have been looking after myself and girls now for almost 2 weeks on my own. Mum is in Glasto, having fun and now she has a cold! Oops, not good.</p><p align="center">_______________________________</p><p>I have harefield on Thursday, I been out of hospital for so long now, it seems strange, but for some gut feeling, I think they are going to keep me in. Kim is going on Thursday too, so will be exciting, as I am driving myself this time.. :-)</p><p>Finally, here are two pictures of me, from my first time back at the gym in 3 years...</p><p>I did a warm up on treadmill and did 15 mins on there with good speed and incline and then I ran for 1 minute too, and it was my legs more so than my new lungs, as going out sat, and trying to dance and keep up straight proved a little difficult, so I need to go to the gym to get my legs stronger, and get these new lungs working harder! I am determined to get ovr 100% of my predicited, and this week, im adveraging at 1.74 /over/ 2.07 . So its getting better, and I cannot wait to go swimming, as I know that will help my upper body and make these lungs work, so will ask about that on Thursday.</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353207414628238210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-PkC5e8vNRxNiCDJJdfEZ242JM4K9wWDV40i_mSxje8RkiKaGVxazJ2o0yZPvzIIr1elBzG5kU6sIFCsIMkEPrOxVCUOQsv6ZOrfcQO7G4ueIXSnagUOKTxRnCTYn41qZxwmhE-QTF-u/s320/glutes.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353207406475513826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSz4YPqRgZq_gpFCBCsnCt53Ev1GrMF5tMBwtEgYT99Yv02bgrx7GjFqHQHh7JSaDjs9Ki3ZjzaRRfCCQAwzQWCF5LOj5JL-g0575L7YtmweQ-CPpNx1E9MgYVtQKZNfN8cJHDfzWs0cgn/s320/treadmill.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p>Anyway, bye for now!</p></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-25583912395568355272009-06-23T13:23:00.000-07:002009-06-23T14:23:56.794-07:00What A Week!!!<div><div><div>Firstly I will start with my list I made, I have managed to complete some of them. And they are:<br /><br />1) I have managed to get back into <strong>Uni</strong> and the course that I had to postpone. I start Late September and I am only going to be d<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">oing</span> one module a week, which is Wednesday 9.15am to 1.15pm, and this way I can gradually work myself into it without it being too much!! I am so excited about this. So Sunday I went into the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">attick</span>/loft and sorted out all my uni course work and all my essays, so will slowly read through them and familiarise myself with it all again.<br /><br />2) A <strong>job</strong> was going to be instead of going to uni. I wanted to see if I could train on the job rather than be stuck in a class room.... As I would like to learn this way as I feel it teaches you more, but I still don't know if this is possible, but will be keeping my ears open to this.<br /><br />3) A <strong>Puppy</strong> - Well have decided that I will wait till <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">at least</span> the summer hols are over as I do not want to be tied down to a puppy when I now have freedom, to explore.<br /><br />4 Have Sorted out a new <strong>car</strong>. I am getting a Golf 1.4 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">tsi</span>. It is a nice car, and I shall get it in about 8 weeks time. Will be better for myself and my family. However we will miss the open top of the car. Thankfully we will keep it for most of the holidays and enjoy it.<br /><br />5) This week, I have been enjoying my <strong>friends and family</strong> - and loathing them too. Well my parents mainly, but both for different reasons. Will explain after my list. . .<br /><br />6) I'm still keeping my eye out to move <strong>house.</strong> There is this one home that I would like to move into, but having any chance of doing this I need to do a 3 way swap. Me into this lady's home, who's then in to someone <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">else</span>, who they then move into mine! COMPLICATED is all I can say!<br /><br />7) Have decided on 2 <strong>schools</strong> for Kelsey. And one is way out of catchment area, but will try and will just wait and see.. I leave it into the hands of the gods.... What will be will be.<br /><br />8) We have now got new <strong>bikes,</strong> all apart from <strong>Megan</strong>, as I need her to <strong>learn first</strong> on Kelsey's old bike, so this way she wont scratch it by falling off. And have been out bike riding, but not yet taught Meg how to ride on her own. She has fallen off a few times, but that was only in the back garden. The weather at the weekend was rather pants!<br /><br />9) ^^AS above - Have <strong>bought</strong> 2 <strong>new bikes</strong>. One for me, and one for Kelsey.<br /><br />10) Finally one thing I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">haven't</span> yet done, and that is <strong>JOIN THE GYM</strong>! Will do it next week (<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">hopefully</span>) :-)<br /><br />11) <strong>Start swimming</strong> ^^ Again, not yet done this, as I am not allowed to do this for a couple weeks.<br /><br />12) Have started<strong> saving</strong> for going to OZ & NZ! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Woooooooo</span>!!!!!!!<br /><br />13) - ONE THAT HAS NOT BEEN LISTED. AND THAT IS - I AM OFF OUT ON THE TOWN THIS SATURDAY NIGHT WITH MY FRIENDS!!!!! I CANNOT WAIT.... IT HAS BEEN SO SO SO SO SO SO AND SO MANY MORE <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">SO'S</span> LONG THAT I HAVE BEEN, AND PROVIDING THE WEATHER HOLDS OUT IT SHALL BE A GOOD NIGHT. I HAVE MY OUTFIT 70'S/80'S!!!!!! I AM WEARING A JUMP SUIT, LIKE FELICITY <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">SHAGWELL</span> - BUT IN BLACK WITH A BLUE BELT, AND LOTS OF BACK COMBED N CURLED HAIR!!!! NOT SURE TO GO FOR SHOES OR KNEE HIGH BOOTS!!! WILL POST PICS AFTER THE WEEKEND!<br />___________________________________________________<br /><br />Okay, went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Harefield</span> for a Transplant Check up on Monday last week and all is really well. My white cell count is up, and my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">albumin</span> is up, and my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">CRP</span> is -1. To my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">knowledge</span> it has never been this low even when I was healthy with my old lungs! So <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Wooop</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Wooop</span> To this. And this time, I got a photo with my other good friend Lorraine, who at the weekend went to ASCOT! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">OOOOh</span>, next year I must make it on my list of things to do! :-) Anyway in the morning, I had arranged my dad to come over and take my girls to school so I can set off at 7.30 at latest to arrive in London 9.30-10am. If I leave any later I would never make it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">in time</span> to take my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">immuno</span> tablets. Anyway, Kelsey had left her towel on the floor from the night before and I had asked her to pick up it up. So I shouted at her as mums do as she <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">didn't</span> do what she was told. Then my dad butted in saying I can't tell her off for things I do. And I said she does as I say not as I do and anyway I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">don't</span> leave towels lying around, "oh what about the cushion on the chair outside, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">I'm</span> like, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">didn't</span> go outside last night mum did, as she smokes, she sits on it. Then he started going on about cat poo on the front lawn - knowing full well as I had transplant I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">don't</span> go near that as is dangerous. Then he started shouting in front of my girls, saying THIS IS WHY YOUR MOTHER AND I USED TO ARGUE. He said, not actually said, but shouted this again, but mum never snapped and just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">ignored</span> his ranting and raving... To which I nearly told the girls to go upstairs as I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">didn't</span> want them to listen to this, and then I just said if your going to carry on just go. Then I said, I only said yesterday, what I say to my girls is how I want them to be bought up and its not up to him, as I said what annoys me most, is when I say to them, go and give <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">gramps</span> a kiss goodbye, he would say, oh leave them, they <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">dont</span> have to, so I stopped asking them too, and then he came out with I WAS NEVER ALLOWED TO GET AWAY WITH WHAT YOUR GIRLS GET AWAY WITH, I WAS ALWAYS MADE TO GIVE KISSES!!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">Urrrrgh</span>, I cannot win... This is what I told him, and so from now on, if I tell the girls to do something they do it and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">im</span> to have no more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">interfering</span> from him. And what does he do. SHOUT - TELL ME HOW TO BEHAVE WITH MY GIRLS.... Crikey my dad used to smack me all the time, id only have to breathe the wrong way, ironic having cf... But no, that was taking it too far, but I did used to get smacked <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">allot</span> as a kid, and I remember once, being 18.... More worried that he would find my tattoo and piercing. But <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">that's</span> part of growing up, well it was for me, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">because</span> of this, I always said I would never have my daughters bought up in an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">argumentative</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">environment</span> - and this is one of the reasons why me and their dad (ex husband) split up, as it wasn't fair on them. Unfortunately Kelsey remembers it all, but Megan thankfully doesn't at all, as she was far too young. I just hate it.... I really don't want my children to think its right to shout at one another. It churns my stomach, and I cannot stand verbal relationships too. If you argue, what it the point on being together.... It will only get worse, and as a romantic as I am, I have seen people be together and not argue like my mum and dad did and like me and my husband did, and I believe that watching my mum and dad argue, had a baring on our relationship, and now being older and wiser I can see this, and I would never again be in that sort of relationship or have my girls subdued to that atmosphere. </div><div> </div><div>Anyway, I phoned my friend up just after 7am, asking if she would mind taking the girls to school so I could get to London in time, and the lovely person she is, said YES no problem! But really disappointed in my father. He is supposed to be there to support me, not be against me.<br /> </div><div> Anyway A Picture Of Lorraine & I At <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">Harefield</span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350629468298132706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJUB7Wxxxrb7wPdA96ixodv0ZY5SGJ8zt3IvtXS7ZLpr0GPhRQidasnDpkgW6cKcWcoT8imlFWAwzOJh6uHJA162rLOp0fQhVhLVe1m5-azCJYleTyR-8YTphIBP9ijNTsaGSyeYtq6XJ2/s320/lorraine.jpg" border="0" /> Next Week, It Shall Be The Three Of Us, Kim, Lorraine & Me!</div><div><br />I have bought the bins and filled them with celebrations and H<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">aribo's</span>, here is the picture for the lucky <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">NHS</span> Staff!!!! (though I have a confession, I have pinched a few!) Well they are sitting in my bedroom staring at me, saying EAT ME! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350629475514790834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzCC_4ChgQYunesYTEHaDj-GyPsKmx8viajpfOez3KJ5LmQxFUlhJ9CTE40yyHGoD5TbYzViya_50RoviGZo4vRgFMnWCxiDqTRFJkT6vRT4IURuhS2IZeFCpWhS-wOj-75FQReQok1ecU/s320/nshgoodies.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />Found out that my beautiful niece has <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">CPOX</span>, which is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">uh'o</span> for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">tansplantee's</span>. I had a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">cold sore</span> which arrived <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">Saturday</span>, and so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">Sunday</span> I called the hospital and they put my on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">aciclovior</span> 200mg 5x Daily! OUCH! Then Monday I find out about <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">CPox</span>, which I have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">touch wood</span> no symptoms, and my blows are just getting better. (My predicted <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">lung function</span> is 2.61 over 3.01 At the moment I am blowing 1.55 (on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">average</span>) over 1.85 on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">average</span>. But I have blow a whopping 2.19 and I keep getting 2.02 and 2.09 so I think my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">average</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">Fev</span>1 will be higher than 1.85 soon...... I am really pleased with this, and since riding my bike my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53">fevc</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54">fev</span>1 has been improving somewhat. So i <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55">recommend</span> anyone who has had one, go ride a bike... Its much more fun that walking and to me seems to get me more out of breath and make the lungs work harder and your legs get <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56">toned</span> too!!! :-) But hey <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57">that's</span> just my advice and I am no doctor, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58">I'm</span> just going on experience, - so please don't sue! Here is a pic of me after my first bike ride, sweaty and hot loving my ice lolly. Scars and holes included! :-) And covered in factor 30!!!! Will post pics of our new bikes soon.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350629475283803234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtnrLHJPiLwv5WC0zYjtuNCR9lQH-1GH-rJDEEJw-Duy11h3pMh-cweQ3SFOVgA4lr0D13xt1HX0UMmdrz5AV7O2PSUMidTrsMg0h0vkgU5nKU57LrUP1J_Nd95veZn0YEAmNnw0YevFYp/s320/firsttime.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><br /><p> </p><p> </p><p>Friday night was the evening of my girls summer fete. Last year I was in hospital so I missed it, and I was so looking forward to going. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59">volunteered</span> to help get the stalls ready. Okay I couldn't lift tables or anything heavy, but I did label the tombola prizes. The first one I labeled was no5 and I stuck it on a bottle of STELLA.. I love Stella I was saying to the other mum's and that I wanted that prize. Anyway in the evening, Megan and I went on the tombola and Megan put her hand inside and picked out no5!!!! We all had to laugh!!! How funny is that..... On the next stall Megan bought some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60">raffle</span> tickets and I looked at the DVD player thinking that looked nice of all the prizes on the table, and come Monday back at school, I found out she'd won it!!! I couldn't believe it...... I wish it was the same with all 6 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61">no's</span> from the lottery!!! :-)</p><p> </p><p> Here Is A Picture Of The Prizes <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62">Lucky</span> Megan Won!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350629476895758978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ3OfIAe73WJyqRAJPEKiI7MRqPR57f0SAO41lX8tn_vE0et-vUItIGqaAzl4H1iCtfe5Pou6cPLIUfMlq8gD5VP4HdraU8EN5akSCbsS3N6sFV6xNhtwrZWrwBfN3cwXPHcqpDoApndiM/s320/winner.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>However she is far too young to drink the bottle of Stella, so I think I will be forced into drinking that one! Yeah - likely story - forced that is!!!!!!!!!</p><p>I am ending here and will update soon.... Megan Today Tuesday had her first piano lesson. Will date more next time........... x x</p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-43727417565385112242009-06-13T14:40:00.000-07:002009-06-19T13:47:56.174-07:00Starting Over. . . But How & What ?<div></div><br /><br /><div>Okay, now i'm alive again, to which this week I have never felt so.</div><br /><br /><div>I have a few goals and i'm not sure where to start or what to do.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>1) Uni ??</div><br /><br /><div>2) A Job ??</div><br /><br /><div>3) A Puppy ??</div><br /><br /><div>4) A New 5 Seater Car & Hand Back my VW SOFT TOP :-(</div><br /><br /><div>5) Enjoy my freedom and enjoy my family friends again</div><br /><br /><div>6) Look for a new home ??</div><br /><br /><div>7) Start thinking about a High School For My Eldest</div><br /><br /><div>8) Teach Megan how to ride a bike</div><br /><br /><div>9) Buy myself a bike</div><br /><br /><div>10) Join a Gym,</div><br /><br /><div>11) Start Swimming</div><br /><br /><div>13) Go To Oz and NZ next year so I need to start saving</div><br /><br /><div>12) And a few more. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>There are just so many things whizzing round my head at the moment, its making me dizzy, and I would like to beable to sit down and think and not jump into doing the wrong thing.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I have my next appointent next Thursday in London, and providing all my bloods come back good, I am arranging a night out in our local town with my firends. I just would like to go out and have a boogie.... Its been so long since I have been able to do things and not be out of breath and cough I am really looking forward to shaking my booty, wether or not its in time with the music I dont really care, I need a night out to be with my friends. I am so very greatful to be here and have this chance of life again, well I cant really say again, as I dont ever remember living like this, and most certainly not ever live with both my girls, to which they are still shocked that I can do things that I have never been able to do. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I have now started to think about what to write to my donors family. It is harder thank I thought, but am hoping to have composed it by Thursday so I can give it to my co-ordinator to pass on........</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I havn't mentioned anything about how grateful I am for this gift, I had been finding it really difficult to talk about this side of the transplant; other than being to very grateful to this lady (my heronie) who I shall never meet, I have not been able to sort out my feelings in my head. But now, since I have been out of hospital and I feel so much better and my blips a distant memory I have been able to think more positivly about things. I have learned alot about myself since the transplant too. It wasn't as easy as I thought either, but I feel I got there in the end :-)</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>A friend of mine got intouch with me not long ago to say hello. Made my day. Hadn't seen him in quite sometime, and knowing that he was following this to see how i'd been getting on, actually touch a nerve and bought tears to my eyes. We were really close at one point (friends only) and I missed him terribly, but made me feel happy to be here, and that this blog has proved useful and helpful for quite a few people and showing almost naked pics of myself havn't been in vain. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349142234877634722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQROX6qE4Sxmq2w6xhqJm7eHukcPFdsM_tM2VvhyphenhyphenOX2QlTQkcJjDolX3c4lpjlVjoyP6G7n90RMPHGbxkVcLmLaD2nKylRP6LmU5FTeae4ETuTRi7RY1d5qfaT0ecYlx3xiyotOQ_EuiN8/s320/firstschoolpic.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Wednesday I took my girls to school for the first time on my own. First time in 18 months I think and it felt great and then spent the day with my niece and great niece. It was peeing down with rain, and thundering LOADS. It was nice. I climbed up 3 flights of stairs and it felt great!!!!</div><div>Thursday I spent the day out again; this time I went into town, was supposed to go Wednesday but it was too wet. I was going to go to the Heartlands - My OLD CF Centre, but I hadnt bought from town what I wanted to, which was to take and give to the nurses and physio's to say thank you for all their hard work at keeping me alive, but I hadnt got the bins I wanted to buy so I will go next week now I imagine.</div><br /><div>Megan went to a local high school with her class and did a UGLY BUG DANCE infront of quite afew people and at 3pm we were allowed to go to watch the children in the hall do their dance again which was brilliant.</div><br /><div>In the evening my girls went to GoodNews Club and Sparklers and I went round to my friends house for Tea, which was nice... First TIME EVER!!!!!!</div><br /><div>Friday I stayed in for a little while and then went and fetched girls from school, for the 3rd consecutive day, and i'm buzzing!! I still am.... So happy right now. Megan was very happy that I went to see her at praise assembly, and it was great to see alot of my friends too..... I am slowly getting to know all the children now, as I never really had chance before, so this time next year I will be able to put all names to faces :-) Watch This Space! :-)</div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-37894446801640601632009-06-13T14:09:00.000-07:002009-06-13T14:20:04.607-07:00Harefield On MondayClinic went really well. I dont have to go back till another 10 days. The following Thursday. My Albumin (spelt wrong) has now gone up, so I shouldn't have the fluid retention nomore, and my blowing has started to improve now. Went to pub for lunch with mum and my friend Kim and her Dad, and we were lucky to leave early and get home for my girls.<br /><br />Here is a pic of Kim and I 8 weeks post transplant for me and 7 for Kim, I think;<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6-c5oaoNezWitLVetMmWfAcchEtM1vrWUJZHL2Rf5r5q2IGrUhhnxYCCnVgylSIxthflWC1Z1HJFW9q_NoOTmStKDvg4_iq2zJNiidmMerWX7cxXZ-kO3u9LCh_6K0bugf7uXncQA3jt2/s1600-h/kimni.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346923229491583346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6-c5oaoNezWitLVetMmWfAcchEtM1vrWUJZHL2Rf5r5q2IGrUhhnxYCCnVgylSIxthflWC1Z1HJFW9q_NoOTmStKDvg4_iq2zJNiidmMerWX7cxXZ-kO3u9LCh_6K0bugf7uXncQA3jt2/s320/kimni.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here is a pic of Kim and I 10/11 weeks Post Transplant for Kim and myself I think; looking so much better. I will try and get another one in another 3-4 weeks.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRDpKZ6fRG_Dtqj7TDnS3QSaMvEFJShotbVz_qwNTDMHmDGKjR3cF1HA1YBFJha8GbeofLopgpOhi6kXS8-u8HXKVOs_Rg5Ycl82S8ki_Kbi_lLhj1R3RiJ359YQQXYk34CaIvcgpGexu8/s1600-h/inkim.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346923228200097538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRDpKZ6fRG_Dtqj7TDnS3QSaMvEFJShotbVz_qwNTDMHmDGKjR3cF1HA1YBFJha8GbeofLopgpOhi6kXS8-u8HXKVOs_Rg5Ycl82S8ki_Kbi_lLhj1R3RiJ359YQQXYk34CaIvcgpGexu8/s320/inkim.jpg" border="0" /></a> There is a lovely lady; Lorraine, who too had her transplant at the same time. The three of us were all done within 10days of each other, and Lorraine was lucky enough to have the ex vivo technique for her transplant, which is amazing, and she was the last one to be done and yet the first one to go home and I was the first and last to go home, and Kimmy was in the middle and stayed there. We all have CF too, so is really nice that we all get on and can compare scar sizes and problems too. I call us Harefields Angels, Not Charlies, or better still Martins Angels!! :-)</div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-34309754942602596522009-06-13T12:32:00.000-07:002009-06-13T14:25:12.509-07:00Friday In London<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Being home is great. However the day after, I get full of poo again!!!! And thursday I was in agony and needed to go to hospital. The day before I filled myself up with MOVICOL - nice, and nothing was happening. So Thursday I decide to drink of the lemon drink and added millage of lactulose too. Friday I still hadn't gone, and I was supposed to be going to London to watch a show "The Jersey Boys" - Frankie Valli & The 4 Seasons. So I wasn't going to eat anything for the 2nd day, so I could go and not be in pain and then if I still hadn't gone, I was going to go back to the hospital after. My dad had come to fix my washing machine as it is broke, and in the morning I sent my mum off to the hair dresser as it was to be her birthday on the Sunday 7th June nad ready for our night in London. Anyway, finally I plopped a few pellets out, and then I couldnt stop. All the movicol and lact had built up and I couldn't stop going to the loo, and the pain had eased. We finally set off and took the girls to my mother inlaws and then on our way to London we went. It took us ages to get there, as we didn't have a tomtom and my mums battery in her phone died and ooops no charger!<br /><br />I had my own personal Tomtom by calling my friend greg. Took nearly an hour on the phone telling me where to go, even down one ways and bus lanes!! So im expecting a letter soon.. Finally we got to our hotel. It wasn't that bad either. We unpacked and then realised that I forgot to pack the tickets for the show!! OOOOOOOOOOooooooops!! BIG OOPS. So I called the theatre and explained (feel really bad for telling fibs) but said that I was in my car and they blew out of my hands. That wasnt a problem, and were told to come at 7.15 to pick up tickets.<br /><br /></div><div align="center">After changing into differnent clothes it was time to go out and grab some food and meet a real close friend of mine, Greg. I was so excited going down Oxford St. I have never been to London before like this. I went when I was 16 to go to great ormond st for blowing tests to make sure I was well enough to fly to america. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">So this was amazing, espically seeing jane norman, next, a huge primark, mexx, top shop, and many many more, I was in my element.<br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346916921505045826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLy2kg1JwTtevFfJOOY0f1l0wSaDBObMaxZiLWOLO9H0QWql05JRu3az44Gn9K4D8FpOri9UpyxtLtj3HbIJjdkqG8_DGahWDEQ08ysBTOwkH8cbuBuxXE9diRkliojYZRvES0JYTV3tXt/s320/greg.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />We were meant to meet Greg in Leicester square, but we went the wrong way out of the hotel and then said we'de meet in Soho. So finally we met and had a coffee; It was so great to see him. Havn't seen him since last Aug I think. I had been not well, so I refused him to come and see me, but now I have to excuse which is fab! :-) We then left at 7 to get to the theatre. We picked up tickets and the lady said, in all her time, they have never heard of that excuse and thought it was really funny. I then went and had my first beer in nearly 2 years. It cost FOUR BLOODY POUND and it was only a bottle! A bottle of Becks, and it was really cold and worth the £4. We sat at our seats and a steward came to us, asking us if we were the Grainger party to which I said yes, why what have we done!? And he laughed and said nothing, just making sure you got to your seats okay and if there is anything you need, his name was Paul and to ask for him, and I replied that id like to go back stage and he said that probably not be possible, but if you exit that side of the theatre you will end up by the stage doors and when the cast leave they will come out there. So I then asked him if I could have pen then please for autographs and he laughed and said Ill get you one during the interval. So off he went and we were sat ready to watch. The first half of the show was brilliant. Here are some photo's;<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346916920210762114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9JUAkwKzZLkTrR3rtyr4bfcaHZ2IN00YmR2CGtViVUS7qBW4EZGHCKzUguHaNlVs1epSstPFFxKEHDDmZt4xS5izykrx2815N8Vb8ySIMS00mQb7_c6k2dohlOm-Oocpt7RxgrYUH_qxa/s320/mummy.jpg" border="0" />Then Paul came back to us with a pen and a piece of paper. He said that if I wrote my address on it, he would get the cast to sign it and he would get it sent to my home after. So mum said give him both programs and i said NO, just incase i can get them to sign it after the show outside. So we gave Paul one of our programs and we kept the other.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346916926365164338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFr6hvZPemEQDjlNLznbhNFnjuGVNR_YmpajVGGPj78HmAHWw8KzOzZJf3JtTw_a6J2SuqHogbd4NZWhO_wm1cTTyEQy882SN6YgGJBqrfxSuZNofS4PtPrAxtCl4Ov1WuJL4KTVnrwc5-/s320/jersey_boys.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346916926292906914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf-1WJYbU20THWmsidMiF5CPi5k0N9hSsbxrSj8JEnpHA3IEE2fhMtGPJSxHBKF5sJ6nog0BVcxvHYZitZSyN-nWOTfe9RPuNp3Sf84DYFKICy7NcnVjkZolyerKnYg8b53sIBuaDij4EV/s320/JerseyBoysUK01.jpg" border="0" /> At the end of the show we left slowly and walked up the many stairs to get outside, now normally, i'd have struggled to walk up the stairs as there seemed to be about 30-50 of them. We go to the top where quite a few fans were there. And mum said she felt like a groupie! Some of the stars came out and the fans were calling them by their name (obviuosly) but mum said oh they know them and I said um, no I dont think they do, I think they are just crazed fans, LOL. Anyway, the first one to appear that I asked for photo and signiture was The Very Tall one,<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346921030840417298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-R80Ih73yQwUh_Mb8H6HQ6qVCyOmv7YnwuCNZWpiitWa0KArnPEuLmbIeP1ZmCzJ1D0icTX7MWVIMhHq4V6z8XLJVvLk_3NkQ2Ep9Au7MEO2759KoMYoIHoFIxetlrt9aBbCIRbhYUuxU/s320/si.jpg" border="0" />who was their manager,and he was 6"4! He really had to bend down to pose for pic. Then the next one out was Stephan aka BOB, and he was really nice.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVAwHnkhAmSEzKz6BTuOASCIuQZCxesPf-qY3UFyFpBwOcXuGI-s9zhmVNjUvNTcyINQt7VUTZQ41ZcKtyZ7xuf6CzyX9Djj5HpDQ_Yx0JG9cooL3t77zqfzpwGxTlON6jEVaiL5bQV2vg/s1600-h/stph.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346919471601113874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVAwHnkhAmSEzKz6BTuOASCIuQZCxesPf-qY3UFyFpBwOcXuGI-s9zhmVNjUvNTcyINQt7VUTZQ41ZcKtyZ7xuf6CzyX9Djj5HpDQ_Yx0JG9cooL3t77zqfzpwGxTlON6jEVaiL5bQV2vg/s320/stph.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />He said that he hadnt signed up to the donor register but would. He was genuinally interested which was nice, and then the next one was Glen<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346919476326484466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjplDzSCVRq_AFIvLYSoklxenilvTQTPwupv1zPF8Ip6hrz3e9tB40GMyn0QwzuuV-mhTVQ_TEcmAIkUJnISu22swOkHggq_uMlQxMuDt_pRw_SKsy8nCG1FkqUSnyXSPlDlqz0jqFe4mLT/s320/glen.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />who came out and he to posed for a pic with me, and then Glen went off into London, and then BOB came back and some fans shouted ouh you cant get enough of us. BOB went back into theatre and then came back out and pointed at me and my mum saying you two come here, so we went in through the stage door and realised we were back stage! How Cool Is That!<br /><br />He said Ryan (aka Frankie Valli) would be up soon, he still got to get dressed. Before I knew it he was there stood in underpants and socks! Im LIKE WOW!!!!! I said he didnt need to put a jacket on and that he was just right the way he was, as Philip AKA Nick offered it to him, so bless him, I got a pic with the three of the Jersey Boys as the 4th had gone, but was brill. Mum who was walking backwards to get us all in the photo nearly fell down the stairs and Ryan went and grabbed her and stopped her from falling and mum went all flustered!!! (well wouldnt you, an allmost naked man grabbing you!?) hehe;<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY2z-zzE18fO3IM9-57GD-jeZItP4wmYMNC4gZla_zrpjQwHVVki0WkwbV_2BskRB8nM0d1NJgdZ2kPM3TC0D2C0_s2aV6MtBYMwMUkQgzP7ofMdvDouXDPt_yxt2019d7UFrrbPPJstyC/s1600-h/jersey2m.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346919466824811570" style="WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY2z-zzE18fO3IM9-57GD-jeZItP4wmYMNC4gZla_zrpjQwHVVki0WkwbV_2BskRB8nM0d1NJgdZ2kPM3TC0D2C0_s2aV6MtBYMwMUkQgzP7ofMdvDouXDPt_yxt2019d7UFrrbPPJstyC/s320/jersey2m.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I asked Ryan if he would sing the first bit of Sherry Baby to me, to which he did and OMG! Quivers!!! <ann>I first saw the boys on the royal varity show last year and then Ryan on Theatre Weakest Link, and that was it, I really wanted to see the show. All in all, for the first night out since my transplant it was a really REALLY good night and throughly enjoyed myselff and it was a treat for mum's 51st Birthday too. So on our way back to the hotel that night I was bouncing back and it was raining and I got very wet!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7on_YJvD_aEHRC8vap2kCYbUIfsVrSIzph6-r_8UmxsZOJdHUsqeU-LdgA7m5gc_TtXlBmtUsHi7fCTwsPz1LHz31YefHG6eLp2yidNci2AxC_L09plaM4GU0e5ClsJ1uApqEhSWQsp_d/s1600-h/4seasons.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346919475093457810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7on_YJvD_aEHRC8vap2kCYbUIfsVrSIzph6-r_8UmxsZOJdHUsqeU-LdgA7m5gc_TtXlBmtUsHi7fCTwsPz1LHz31YefHG6eLp2yidNci2AxC_L09plaM4GU0e5ClsJ1uApqEhSWQsp_d/s320/4seasons.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />BRILLIANT SHOW; THANK YOU :-)<br /><br />We got to the hotel and the lights wouldnt work, so mum went to reception and they said you need to put your key card into the slot in the wall to make the lights work! Oh yes, what a dope, I forgot that, its been sooo long since I been to a hotel,<br /><br />Normally just of late, we have been in a caravan and I use windows to climb in and ffall through rather than use a key and a door!<br /><br /><br />I slept terrible that night, needing the LOO :-) most of the hours through the night and my bottom was starting to get rather sore - yes, I have just told you that regardless of needing to know! :-) sorreweeeee!!!<br /><br /><br />It was bloody awful weather the Saturday and I decided not to go shopping in Oxford St, and we got in the car and went home. Breakfast in the hotel was £17 per person so I suggested the services on the way home. So we left London and got to the service station and breakfast cost us £16 for the both of us which was much cheaper.<br /><br />The rest of the weekend took up of me tidying the girls bedroom and good food and a fantastic roast dinner on my mums birthday (sunday) at my nan's house. Sunday morning I went to Tesco all on my own and drove myself (wow you may think, but was the first time I drove car on my own and shopped on my own. Its really mad what people take for granted, and do every day without thinking, and I so SO enjoyed it, and I think it showed, I was so exicted :-)<br /><br />More of this to come I am sure and cannot wait.. The next day (Monday) is another trip to London for a check up the hospital.....Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-34756042531643171182009-06-07T09:49:00.000-07:002009-06-07T10:37:33.867-07:00Finally back home after some Blips! A Month On:I am very sorry for lack of updates. No excuses really, apart from a few blips. Now that my lungs are working, my bowels have decided to kick up a big fuss. Cystic Fibrosis effects not only the lungs, but the digestive system aswell. I have to take enzymes everytime I eat to help digest the food I eat.<br /><br />Anyway, what happened was I went to clinic after being home a week and getting on with walking and my lung fucntion steadily improving I start to retain fluid again on my feet, but the doc was pleased with me and gave me some water tablets (frusamide) and went to walk out, and Ruth the nurse grabbed me and asked me what Martin had done with my immuno tablets and I replied nothing why and she replied back, oh well because they are low. Oh I said, okay, no worries, so how many tabs do I need to take to get them up, but she kept putting the answer off and said we need to talk to Martin first, and then he saw my new results and said "Sally you are giving me a head ache" I thought charming hehe, anyway, my levels should be in the range of 280-320, I was usually running at 300, anyway, my levels had plummited to 134. MEGA DANGEROUSLY LOW. So I said I have to come in don't I, and he sadly nodded. Damn I was doing so well. Neiter of us could think what had happened other than I had a peg in my tummy, which I was asked to take it out as I no longer needed it anymore, and what was happening when I drank Tea, Milk, or Orange Juice (mainly when I drank OJ) did what I drank come out of the hole that had been left by the peg. (A peg / gastrostommy) is a tube that sits outside my tummy and goes directly into my stomach which I have posted previously, which was to help me put weight on, and now I nolonger need it. But now is causing problems as is NOT HEALING :-(<br /><br />So I had to go into hospital and go on a drip to stop my new organs being rejected. I felt tired and rough ever since saturday /sunday just not myself, and on the Friday did I start drinking Orange Juice and since then the acid in the juice had made the hole a whole lot bigger and more fluid was escaping, and we came to the conclsion that I was loosing the Ciclosporin (immuno's) through the hole, so it was decided between the doc and I that I was to be changed to Tacrilimous another drug to prevent rejection. This took a long time to get levels right and to this day 4 weeks on, they are only just settling down. When I was first changed, I lost my healthy appetite and I was a mood mare....... I was behaving like a 5 year old spoilt bratt and moaning at everyting. It was worse than PMT let me tell you. Finally I was allowed to go home again, at this point since being discharged after 7 weeks post transplant I had only been at home 6 days. I went home, on tac and was going to my local hospital for blood tests and was sending the samples back to harefield for them to be checked and this was a great routine. Then, this being tuesday, I went to POO and that was the last time for a very long time. By thursday evening I was in AGONY. But still I carrried on and ate my lovely steak fillet of Salmon, new potatoes and brocli to which I cannot stand the site or smell of now :-/ Friday morning at 4am I woke up as a cripple, I couldnt stand up straight and I was bent double in pain. I phoned harefield worried that I wouldnt be absorbing the immuno's and what to do. They said go to local hospital and get some gastrograffin from there. Gastrograffin is a brilliant laxative and makes you go really quickly, but stinks of anisead. But we went to A&E and they were great. They put me in a room and instantly reversed barrier nursed me and was fab. I was given pain relife (pethadine) no soon as the pain was gone, I was able to sit up and thats when the vomiting came. All the food I had eaten that was still in my tummy came up in chunks. (nice) hmmm...... Then I felt better and the pain had eased a little. I had both chest and tummy xray. I was moved to one of the natal wards (as only place with a side room for me) and the worst thing was, they wouldnt give me any pain relief IV, :-( I had to have it IM. (in the muscle) which didnt work as well, and then anti sickness I refused as I had been told that having that IM is totally painful. Then I was able to be moved to the surgical ward upstairs one or 2 days later, which meant more nurses to patients and I could have the care I needed. There was talks of surgery as my bowels were not moving and I was vomiting blood up by then, no green bile like I had in the past. In the past (last time 3 years ago) I had the same problem and I was bringing nie green grass coloured bile, but this time it was brown and like coffee grains. I had then bloods taken and they were sent by accident to the QE in Birmingham, NOT Harefield in London, so I had to wait another day to see what my levels were. The first time they were in theraputic range, then I had them done again and they had dropped, by now I was getting worried, as I still hadnt poo'ed and I was being sick all the time. Then it was decided that I was to be transfered to London. Which is where I wanted to in the first instant. I had Klean Prep, Gastrografin and suposatries and nothing, I asked for an enema but they were not keen to give me one of those this time, saying it was dangerous. So it had been arranged that I was to be moved to London and before I went to have a CT scan and a camera down to see what was going on, but these tests were not done and finally I went to London. I had some good pain relief and anti sickness which I had IM in the end as by now I had over 11 canulars in my arms, hands and now I had one in my FOOT. . . again (nice!) The anti sickness Cyclozine was tissuing each venflon I had, so I decided to have it IM, and you know what, it didnt hurt like I had expected it too, so I was happy and then I was having the pain relief via the canular in my hands/arms and foot along with fluids which I started to retain and blow up like a doll. I then couldnt breathe as it was collecting on the lugns again like it had done before when I needed 2 more drains, and I didnt want to have surgery there again.<br /><br />Believe it or not, the ambulance who came to collect me to take me to London, was great, it had hardly any suspension and it must have kick started mu bowels in to working, as when I got to London which was almost week later from my first admission I was able to poo out the hard bits of rock, which was black and really smelly......<br /><br />The next day I saw our doctor which was now thursday or friday I think, and he was slighly concerned to my levels being low and I was put on a drip again to make them better and was looking into more tests on my tummy, but as I had now finally been to the toilet he was relieved, but couldnt understand why the bleeding, but the sickness settled and after 6 bottles of gastrograffin I was going, it finally just just went in one end and came out the other the same way. I was neeeding lots of lactulose and movicol. As the pain came bad again ever time I eat and still does now, so if I take lactulose before I eat I dont get so much pain and if I have movicol before bed it comes out nice in the morning. My usual is twice a day and to not go for all that time, it was agonising. I dont moan about a little bit of pain,only when it gets that bad, I dont even take headache tablets for head ache only foot ache!! hehe - joke, but no, I suffer in silence, but I do show off about pain when its at a scale of 8-9. 10 being the worst. By 10days after I was first admitted I was almost ready to go home. My mum came down to stay with me, as I had become so weak from not being able to eat I couldnt do alot for myself again and this was frustrating. Was also good to have company too. I decided that I wanted to go shopping and have my hair cut, so me and mum went into Uxbridge. I bought some new clothes and sure enough had my hair cut. Wish i'd had it abit shorter now, but hey ho, could be worse. But you know, whilst I was shopping I felt rough as a dog. I couldnt walk, I felt so out of breath, and my heart felt like it was going 10 to the dozen, so I didnt really do alot, and never have I walked so slow. We went back to the hosptial and I checked my oxygen sats and they were fine at 97-98% however my heart was 120-125, slightly higher than it had been at 97bpm, and I was shaking like a leaf. The doctor came to see me later on that night and said Sally, please do not take any immuno's tonight or tomorrow morning, they are too high. I asked what they were and the range of tac should be between 5 and 10. Mine were in the 20's. I asked is this why I feel so shit, and his reply was probably yes. So basically I had to wait for it to wear out of my system. That night I was sick again, for the first time in about 5 days. It took me over a week to start eating again and then I was just having soup and abit of bread, hardly anything to keep a mouse alive, so this feeling was horrible. The next day I woke up early and felt good. I got dressed and just felt okay. Today is Tuesday now, and the docs came round in the morning and said i'd be in for a couple more days atleast. Then a few hours later the boss man came round and was shocked to see me and said why am I not home, I gave hi a brief update and he said, well you are pooing now, so if you'd like go and have bloods done at home and send them in. So I looked at my mum and then back at him and said great. I had a few tests done before hand and then I was aloowed to go home!!!! YAY!!!!! So Now post transplant I am now 10 weeks. 3 weeks after my original discharge date. I was excited to go home as My girls didnt know I was to come home and the friday following this Tuesday I had a show to go to in London "The Jersey Boys" Frankie Valli & The 4 Seasons. So great, me and mum were on our way home. Mum was actually going to come home this day anyway, so it was a good job she hadnt left before I saw Martin.<br /><br />Coming home was brill. I went round the back and tapped on the Window where my mother inlaw was and Kelsey first looked up and saw me, shouted my name and then Megan too. They opened the door to which I recieved a huge heart warming hug by nearly knocking me over. I had by this point lost most of the fluid off my lungs and pretty much everywhere else too. My legs were like Sparrow legs, very thin.<br /><br />So Finally Home, and this time, hopefully to stay, and am hoping that all the blips are a thing of the past.<br /><br />Ill end here and finish off tomorrow or tuesday. I have some pictures to post, but need to sort them out. Bye for now x xSallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-59044598763478163042009-05-09T10:56:00.001-07:002009-05-09T11:18:58.161-07:00Coming HomeTuesday:<br /><br /><br />I AM GOING HOME!!!!!!! The girls do now know that I am coming home... Its total suprise to them. I emailed their head teacher asking them if they can have the day off as a holiday day to come and fetch me from the hopsital as a suprise to them. So mum cunninly said to the girls, shall we have the day off and go and see your mum as you havnt seen her in a couple of weeks and much to Kelesey's delight she agreed. So when Kelsey and Megan came into the room I acted suprised to see them and asked "what what are you doing here"? And Kelsey said, well you said we could have a day off school to come and see you and we thought we would do it today - Oh I said, and thats when I told her she had actaully came to take me home and the look of disbelief was total amazement!!! WE RECORDED IT! HERE IS THE VIDEO -<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx58GmwLGCitJCtkUagFyn7AxXOk6iPmZEqT5dIqgBPqTg_pMTTYyE0a7MY_E_imHWIpUvWJ2qofEO0KUxxWQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />I keep watching it, as I still cannot believe how long it took her for it to sink in. But its the best feeling in the world to see her face light up and be in total amazement (just like the mobile phone present last year from the BBC NEWS) but this time that I am tube free and am actually coming home which has been a distant dream and on each birthday wish of candle blowing for the last 3 years, had actaully came true for her.<br />Megan Keeps telling me she loves me all the time, and is giggling when she thinks about it. To be honest, I am not sure if she really remembers me without the oxygen, as she is far younger than her age of (5), and in one way I am glad for that as she has her innocence, but sad that she may not have remembered me healthy before I got ill. Either way, my girls both have their mummy back and I have them. I couldnt have wished or asked god for anything more, as I feel COMPLETE!Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-90257387621731688292009-05-08T10:17:00.000-07:002009-05-09T10:31:05.522-07:00Kelsey's Version<div align="left"><strong>I was singing ready for a concert that weekend when nan got a phone call. Nanny went out the room so i could finish the song i was singing, when she came back inside she was slightly flushed but i didnt think anything of it and carried on singing till it was half past. We went outside and were walking to the car when </strong><strong>nanny looked me in the eye and told<img class="gl_align_center" style="WIDTH: 7px; HEIGHT: 85px" height="1" alt="Align Centre" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" width="212" border="0" /> me the marvellous news, mummy </strong><strong>had got a call! I felt as wonderfull as the news and apparently wouldnt stop bobbing up and down in excitement until we got to the car, nan said that we cant be too hopefull because it will probally be another false call but i didnt listen, I was sure mum would get her dream come true!!! When we got home mum was fafing about all over the place "get these, oh dont forget those! oh kelsey go and get this, oh my we need this!" it was a hard time but once we were on our way everything was calm again. I felt great and mum did too probally and i thought about what would happen.</strong></div><strong></strong><p><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>We arrived at the hospital and got out in a hurry, (we were slightly late) we all rushed into the hospital then in the e-ward, a nurse led us to a room and mum got loads of tests done and then the news arrived. "Get your shoes on kels, we will be going home soon" "But mum" "Kelsey, do as your told and get your shoes on ready" "Okay, but i still say you will get your lungs still!!!" That was when Nicky came in to say the brilliant words that changed our lives forever. "Sally, where do you think your going?" Nicky said puzzled "what, do you have anywhere else to go?" "wait, is it happening???" Mummy said (she looked totally shocked, excited and so like she was about to burst) "mm hm" Nicky said a bit sheepishly. mum nearly shrieked, i was spellbound and nannys lips just twitched upwards in silent delight. We hugged mummy and we were all crying happily, i nearly felt as good as mummy probally was! "I TOLD YOU!!!" i shouted quietly to everyone "i really really told you!!!" "didnt i tell you!" mummy looked at me warmly "yes you did". We all hugged then mummy had to get ready quickly then she plaited her hair and fate knocked on our door as mummy and i climbed into the trolley thing, we were both smiling as we were wheeled to the place of the unknown. I could go no thurther although i really wanted too. we kissed and hugged for ages until Niki said we had to get a move on. I had so much emotion on my hands i nearly started crying but mummy said that if i was going to cry then i should do it after she had gone in, i felt the tears go instantly and i was able to hold it together for a few more minuites. She smiled at me and i hugged her then she was taken to answer the door of fate that had knocked not so long ago. then i snapped, tears dribbled down my cheeks, i felt terrified, happy, marvelled, scared, wobbly, dizzy, all the sensations you could ever imagine, but then i felt a wave of relief as hopefullness added onto my feelings. We went back to the room but i got a bit hungry so we wandered round the hospital and got some toast and a hot chocolate, i felt better then but we wandered round a bit more until i was tired then we went to the room and went to sleep although i said i wouldnt.</strong></p><p> </p><p><br /><strong>I woke to nanny karen, aunty julie and gramps talking to each other. I rubbed my eyes, so i hadnt been dreaming! I looked at the clock. "Is there any news?" i said still half asleep. "do you want a cup of tea?" gramps asked me in his husky voice.</strong><br /><strong>"yes please" i murmered. nanny karen was the one who answered my question "we can go and see her in ten minuites, she made it, shes always been a fighter". I hugged nanny in delight, and in ten minuites i was walking to I.T.</strong><strong>U beaming like the sun on a summers day. When i saw mummy i tried to run but i had to walk and be a good girl which i'm good at when i want to be.</strong><strong> When i saw her for the first time i felt really happy, i expected alot worse but no she looked like a queen compared to what i expected, I had thought she would have tubes everywhere with moniers and circle plasters on her but when i saw her i felt all bubbly and, well, shocked. I squeezed her hand because the nurse said it was okay and when i did i was so excited because she squeezed it back! you dont know how excited i was! nan said to be quiet because i was kind of squealing, i was so happy. I did that afternoon too but then they took out the breathing tube and mummy was croaking, sleeping and drinking a bit too. The next a day i went for a trip in the wood with nan and that was fun. And the day before i left to get back to school mummy was able to sit up and talk a bit more, in a few days mummy would be moved to the e-ward again so that kept me going when i was not with her. Mum has always been a fighter and look at her now! she's as strong as anything strong and i love her loads. xxx.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /></p><div align="center"></div><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-9554283908813229222009-04-29T09:09:00.000-07:002009-05-09T11:15:41.671-07:00Drain Removal -One Step Closer<div><br /></div><br /><div align="center">My Pair Of Drains <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333886234347389186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh76pW04kVRgn8F7lZcLZgBGvFQnc-l1KwLtM9J3BKhtZnDGTDhtpiSoeKnLp5kVCeZH-AVbJ3XmYAWgr1CihC_IwUxSBRY6uirUZOeIJU-3uaBrBdhhNMZfUoaZ2FHhLt-m2fcWBsjCKtN/s320/Photo-0152.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center">Had left (pigtail) drain removed today - (Sunday) and it didnt hurt at all. But this means I am one step closer to coming home on Tuesday like the doctor had told me last wednesday. However each time I have been given a discharge date it has been postponed. but I am so determined that this time will be for real, as I feel so different since having these two drains put in. The pain is non existant with the pain killers and I am not dopey from them either, so as long as the drains are doing thier job I dont mind them being in, as I am mobile - by going to the canteen with them in and walking up and down the stairs, so I am happy, I just would like them both out before Monday so I can go home Tuesday. :-) <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333887446322383970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6qy7X6DYynhkDvKO6UV8VimBENncC8uBwm7PwDQWFKaj0txIDs8TIvdOvNRnlshp45EOibL8JigAhIk3LSWunkJqkW1Cg5saffTk1v2bS6MTniwsi8jiG3_N4UoYfqL1PMu4jMTYkcUfy/s320/Photo-0198.jpg" border="0" /><br />Had right drain removed Sunday - YAY!!!!! FINALLY I am TUBE FREE!!!!! It feels weird. The nurse put an opsite dressing over the mepore dressing so I can go and have my first shower of the week / month!!! (PHORGH, whADDDA STENCH!) :-) And it felt good. No MUM to keep an eye on me either - just be and my toiletries and RAZOR!! Took my time and enjoyed the freedom of the water and stream and just being me!<br />I sent my mum home you see on Friday and usually my dad stays with me at the weekend but I asked him not to bother coming down this weekend as I was fine. I was abit lonely as for the first time since my transplant it was just me. But I enjoyed the ME time. Gave me time to contemplate about things, and that was heaven to be honest. I needed MY own SPACE, as I knew when I got home I wouldnt have that. I should have updated my blog then when I was on my own, so I do appologise, but I needed that time for just me. Now I feel stronger for it and know where I am going in my life, well the direction that id like to go anyhow. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333887446268523922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyK8LOjtsLsqKpEugXp86z8Q3z9ypdyU0IE6tNUWeDtXKy3G4zhfwQPuv_OqOGhw80GBdEqjvok1vRfob8nevs0bFGNWtIj4_YHbx-lCi3fgHID_SU9ejBK3cWwzA4pBJbmnoHwAOnuZXD/s320/Photo-0128.jpg" border="0" />These are all my stitches and staples which DID NOT HURT to come out. I was really dreading it, but in all honesty I did not feel a thing.<br />_______________________<br />My sister got married on Tuesday in Gretna Green (SCOTLAND) and I have seen photo's and she looked beautiful. I will post pics when I get a decent one from my dad. I was bit disappointed that I couldnt go but getting better at the hospital was much more important and she knew I was thinking of her as I kept texting her. She had a lovely day and evening too.<br />_______________________<br />Monday: After Shower and getting my dressings re done I get dressed in normal outside clothes and make myself up, showing the docs that I am ready for the home!!!!! So all is planned providing that night nothing serious happens to go home Tuesday!!!!<br />I cannot sleep, I am so excited, but exhaustion finally catches up with me and I fall asleep, and I sleep WELL . . . . Probably the best I have ever slept since the transplant.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333889444722353730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYBUIFfKS0t9Ewt0wl8Co_uzFs-qkA6_7_h9wr2cfsf0wvFFLBGIjR3MHFMq4MAO15EAGJL3XhEmxCO7iw6RsaosBNMQoMVqISPD3fHysgcx3ICSiLrSOYzjwmEI-QxNSKGJSP3KrNJ1k9/s320/Photo-0209.jpg" border="0" /><br />I keep calling my mum and being as excited as a primary school girl on christmas eve - no tell a lie, I still get that excited on christmas eve anyhow, even last year when I was really poorly, I was just as excited!! </div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-29039129594866636912009-04-29T08:36:00.000-07:002009-04-29T10:00:17.519-07:00My Bronchoscopy:<div><div>Firstly A Bronchoscopy is a technique of visualising the inside of the airways.</div><div><br /> </div><div>I wasn't getting better, just slowly worse and I knew this before the medical team would listen, and it took me loosing what lung fucntion I had gained via this transplant to be halved my 50% before they would listen.<br /></div><div>Anyway, it all started last Saturday afternoon when my I had me dinner . . . . . . . . . </div><br /><br /><div>I had a cooked breakfast which I have most mornings and then at lunch decided to go to the canteen as their MASH is much nicer, and had sausage, which I dont usually eat. Then I decided lets go for a drive in the car as I needed some freedom and then we eneded up at a pub called the coi carp, which had quacking ducks (yeah really) and a pond well a canal and was most beautiful the surroundings were anyway and whilst dad was getting drinks I couldnt help but look at the food menu and I spotted a duck salad, so i ordered that aswell. Was really nice. (I had my o2 with me, that didnt bother me, after what was left, why bothering to hide me being poorly when soon id be running around so to speak) anyway, we ate and drank and had a good time. When we got back to the hospital after going AWOL, I had supper, and then dad went and got me more food from canteen to top me up. I was happy and full. </div><div> </div><div>However, due to my lack of digestive skills, this is where the problems came thick and fast. The next day my breathing was harsh and fast, and when i went to go on the bike I was weaker than before and I knew in myself I felt different again, and I tried to tell docs, but they said it an off day, so Monday was an off day too, again trying to convince them with my blows going down and becuase I walked back from xray myself the docs deemed me okay, even though again I tell them otherwise. Tuesday my saviour, they listen!!!! They arrange a CT and see I have lots of fluid, but nothning conclusive of infection or rejection - so they finally say BRONCHOSCOPY! Which I think should have been done sooner, but I know they were just trying to save an anaesthetic as being ventilated they said would be hard for me to come off, but enough putting it off, I finally was going to have one. </div><br /><br /><div>So 8am Wednesday morning the hunky poter man came to fetch me, (and I was having a poo) i'd just had a bottle of gastro graffin - (for those who do not know this, its a bottle of heavy anisead smelling laxative that is very potent in both ways smelling and how it works)!!!! </div><br /><div>Here is a pic of us before my trip to theatre for the proceedure:</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330158285364386258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcVHtazV_FcXFHqsHkeXsU3xwcdo5fhCe9N_NkVP-vGKBxeX4uGAUDyVIpckfiygjfIbzfh0lPSCf7Lrk92EPsRpSDZJS8E56WNnjE7E3tCNde4hN_uul2fc_xeytk5w6Vxwk-c4hwJArP/s320/22042009704.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><div>Got down to theatre where my mum said bye and I said bye to Ed (is what I named the porter (as when he has his hat on he looks a lil bit like EDWARD from TWILIGHT)! He wont thank me for this I know!! - Mind you it could be all the morphine im given, but hey, he made me smile, what else matters. They left me and then I was in the hands of some lovely docs and and an anaesthetist. My heart rate before falling asleep was 140, and sats not great either, needing 4-5 literes to maintain sats of 94-96%. Anyway, before falling asleeping after having the fennyl injection the doc said to me, you will be on the ventilator when you wake up and will be for a few days as you are really tired. I didnt believe him, but agreed to what he said and sure enough, I woke up on the ventilator, but remember the recovery not sure which as I was whipped into theatre twice, but remember writing down things on paper for the recovery staff to read as I was awake and wanted ventilator out!!!!!!! It wasn't long before I got what I wished for. I did see Ed again. he came in and I pretty much jumped on him, well if I could I think I would have. They wouldnt let my mum in recorvery and so when I saw him, I grabbed him literally and squeezed his hand and bless he did it back, then I remmeber falling asleep. He gave me peace which is what I needed as I was become quite frought I remember, but out of all the other people I remember him clear as day was quite weird really cos I was really spaced out so he told me later, though I havnt properly apologised for practically jumping on him in rocovery!!! hehe</div><br /><div>And here is another pic of me ventilated but this time with my favourite lady anesthetist who did my CVP line once too. Mona Her name is, and she is lovely...</div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330157105147711170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGFDiyCFMEmorACNne9l10qtQ4KppDC5QG7E05TJy6pDZN-eKUaFW_dQ07YpsG_3OBxpcevK9ew1BUr6P8mqDxkVPAql9Z6emClzT7oixfqq_SnZNBGl-u8Bk_FrKLaPVj136Tw0M3j8-S/s320/22042009705.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>What had happened well you guys know from my mum, I ate too much, which pushed up fluid into my lungs higher up, causing breathing obstruction, needed 2 drains to drain off fluid, which today from last wednesday is still draining, but slowing down now, which now I can breathe. And its really a FANSTASTIC FEELING!!!!!! </div><div> </div><div>Hopefully drains to come out in the next few days.</div></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-27264509472742834192009-04-29T07:56:00.000-07:002009-04-29T08:35:35.606-07:00My little walk and rest for my WKD SIDE!<p>WALKING UP KILLER MOUNT STAIRS<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='323' height='265' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxVQah770bVdT0b4HmFYGw0ZzQ9Wfi8Gq060fuiOQIJRqb7JsNElG_RjkrWnJJM8ehD0FZveA0RTxfqGREadA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><br />(really sorry about side view again) Need a dummies guide to this!!!!<br /><br /><br /><p>Anyway - My Walk up Killer Mount Stairs!</p><br /><br /><p>Okay, I have oxygen on here, but this is the first time really out of my room since my last stint in ITU which I was itching to do. My room had become very boring. Since this (yesterday) I have been up the stairs and have lost all oxygen tubing which is the BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD! I have two drains in (which again not painful at all) I tell you, its wonders what pain relief can do for you!</p><br /><br /><p>After my hard work of doing the stairs I sat down in my room and rested - and I did this -></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330131618929491010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-tUIUo9ztckF3i1sRdYzoyZ2QGji8FyeqhRVI38R-sMUUJeqY4BttysKkZ3qkAFrMndw7OVvfzHt5xDiOT6e50PKdCN_FpgGdnT60H2satcn_3uPi5qyQP6TFEtq9tzZ8PFV6Nsdq6RN/s320/28042009716.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p>Which was heaven. Painting them, (one of the first times I have used nail varnish as I really didnt have the energy or time to pamper myself with toe painting, and that really did my head in, not having time or energy before, as I used to have them painted nicely all the time. Anyway, I had a relax and whilst I was doing that, I noticed my drain - which okay is hard to miss, but something funny, so I recorded it for you all to see, turn away, or then again, dont press play :-) </p><br /><br /><p><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw8HS8Ik61m9pgNxNqpdG85Su3bGWabgTPQGAvChep79YkNd55EJvrK6gwAZpMd6InvR7lMkP78j-YFVn0FCA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>!!WARNING!!<<heavy>></p><br /><p>Today, My Nan and her husband Roy came for visit, they got mega lost, and a 2 hour journey took them over 3 hours. Bless, but thankfully I got to see my nan, been dying to see her for ages now, but unfortunately Roy's Son Kevin passed away just under two weeks ago. He had MND.</p><br /><p>Motor Neurone Disease (MND) is a progressive neurodegenerative disease that attacks the upper and lower motor neurones. Degeneration of the motor neurones leads to weakness and wasting of muscles, causing increasing loss of mobility in the limbs, and difficulties with speech, swallowing and breathing. He has been battling on with this disease for a long time, and he fought with every bit of courage and dignity I could have imagined, and wish that he be in peace now. I remember he had this computer thing, and when I went to see him, I of course got him to say out a swear word via the robot computer to which we giggled at. </p><br /><p>To find out more about MND <a href="http://www.mndassociation.org/life_with_mnd/what_is_mnd/index.html">http://www.mndassociation.org/life_with_mnd/what_is_mnd/index.html</a> click here.</p><br /><p>And had lunch at the hare - I had RoAST Beef and Yorkshire PUD!! Ouh Argh, it was tasty!!!</p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-62351529919182351342009-04-23T13:42:00.000-07:002009-04-23T15:35:54.460-07:00<div>Hi again mother reporting on this weeks events</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Sal hadn't been too well since saturday, she has been eating enough for a regiment and got a bit blocked up. she was finding it hard to breathe and she had to increase the oxygen from about 1 litre to 3-4 litres, her spirometry was decreasing too. she could only manage about about half of what she was doing. By tuesday she was feeling really unwell and she saw the doc and her sent her straight away for an xray then a CT scan. These did not show much except there were some changes but nothing darastic. they decided to do a broncoscopy, so the next morning thats wednesday she went off to theatre to have the proceedure. I was told that she should be back by 11am so I waited in her room, 11am came and went and no sign of Sal, the doctor came into the room and told me that she was having a little problem breathing so they had to put her back onto the ventilator and she was in HDU just off the theatre and i couldn't see her just yet and she should be back at around 2pm. At around 1.30pm a nurse came into Sals room and told me that she would be going into ITU, she thought I knew that but I didn't. She went and the doc came in about 10mins later and told me that she would be going to ITU, he did say he had been up to check on her just to make sure that nothing had gone wrong with the proceedure, which he assured me that nothing was amiss. I wasn't allowed to see her until she was in ITU. I cleared her room out and packed it all into bags not knowing what was happening, I didn't even know where she was, during this time the nurse came back into the room to ask if i was ok. Room cleared now to find where my daughter had got to. i went to ITU and they told me she was in theatre and was expected down soon and to wait in the waiting room until she was in and settled. i didn't quite understand what they were telling me, i spotted one of the docs off the ward so I grabbed him to find out what was going on, He took me back to her now empty room and explained that the prelimary results of the biopsy showed no infection or any rejection, so what was the reason why her breathing had got so bad? he didn't know at this stage. He told me to come back at 4.30 for the final results, I still didn't know where she was or really what was going on. He was told me due to the blockage, as her stomach was distended, she looked pregnant, lol it had pushed her diaphram up which in turn pushed the fluid further up her lungs which was causing her difficulty in breathing. They inserted 2 chest drains and drained off quite a lot of fluid, which in turn gave more room when i eventually saw her she was on a ventilator, but she was awake and she was writng notes on paper telling me she was in pain. They gave her some morphine and she reacted badly from it, It was scary I can tell you. They sorted out another type of pain relief, when that started working, she was asking how long before they took the ventilator out. It was about 4am when they took it out.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328015873375656354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0sqekFy-cbjzLXdk-Tewvjk8s-YFCiZSL5tb8ALjscaLhPLVrMgcj6KEeJlovUn3voeuHaPFjEzdtn-sY0v04aMdCh9PQGpbf7nMK7mcECzEnDZQAPu4uSK4KKZFpTQ8N3h0EKVbb1apX/s320/22042009706.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><p> </p><p>even though she was in discomfort (with the ventilator down her throat), she just wanted everyone to know she is still in good spirits and fighting everything bad that comes her way. Sal was taken back to the ward this afternoon (thursday) and has been improving ever since. She says she feels good now even tho she has the drains in and its a bit painful, thank god for the do it yourself pain relief. she has control over her own relief and only has to click a button to have some.</p><p>I expect that Sal will be writing her blog again in the next few days.</p><p>Mum signing off.</p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-88320049567657816162009-04-13T01:22:00.000-07:002009-04-14T12:49:03.221-07:00Hi - I'm Back!!!!<div align="center"> This is another pic of Me Before The BIG OP!<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDhyphenhyphenX6x0CqDmwL5C4im8-5P3eOjO0wmOU4CVhVwVUWRLmorjvG-xZ6Sf5Qfqv7EFTgqoRo1RflJLR9WJYl0DkGEg99IHp3b8pt8qIfpWbXz1dCyCdSqWXI4RaMp-dCweMoczJ-_sQR_Um9/s1600-h/17032009614.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324520347339609810" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDhyphenhyphenX6x0CqDmwL5C4im8-5P3eOjO0wmOU4CVhVwVUWRLmorjvG-xZ6Sf5Qfqv7EFTgqoRo1RflJLR9WJYl0DkGEg99IHp3b8pt8qIfpWbXz1dCyCdSqWXI4RaMp-dCweMoczJ-_sQR_Um9/s400/17032009614.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>And a very good morning to you too!!!<br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><div></div><div>My 1st Stay in ITU - </div><div></div><br /><div>I remember being woken up to the sound of my daughter telling me how much she loved me and holding my hand. I heard my mum say to her, talk to mummy she can hear you, and then with that I SQUEEZED her hand and that made Kelsey's day!!! I remember my sister coming to see me and talk to me, and to which I squeezed her hand too, and all this made me feel so safe. By now I wanted the tube out and tried to pull it out and I was gagging on it. It was like having an NG tube down my throat but only bigger... I was told to calm down or id not beable to have it out. the nurses went to talk to the doc to see if I could have it out and they said yes but I needed to breathe on my own first. so I tried, least I thought I was trying and I was but i thought i wasnt and wanted a pen and paper to tell them that I couldnt breathe. they finally realised what I was trying to say and they said you are breathing by yourself. Oh I thought, well I will carry on with what i am doing if they say im breathing, I must be. I choked out some phlegm which Kelsey noticed so they suctioned that away and then my family were asked to leave whilst they took the ventilator off me. And then I was on 2 litres of masked oxygen which is what I was on when I went to theatre. . . . .. .</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324598337860322930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ1i0YRd7WjOZLH-Bv80GPmfOKxcKZGjMLozIRYBbiQYLhyphenhyphencrJb72423MKVmJWRh4jRbIoEz4gP_c7rSS4NwnkexmhYy51EOEgdbusS4Csb9NjHG6fVJ4VQ9aM9MwPMgtxLPqkSqM_k1Jb/s400/18032009619.jpg" border="0" />Kelsey and Mum came back and I just slept which upset Kelsey as she thought after the tube was out id be sitting up and talking but I wasnt. The time now must have been about 4pm. My next visit was about 5 i think and i was sitting up in bed and kelsey came to see me and I opened my eyes and said Hello BABY!!!! And that was it, she was BEAMING!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324518591366859810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghaai1j3tWBijHVSzt-r8uPRXyqv8l9HI1gmb42bpLtsV50nsye9wO2g_PYwk-nKEv-cKaz44JTgy1zArhYbZEHZAcf4CkcP8z0PjzwHcyp1Ms9-2VfMefMuzKpQmkuoiHvBg5bcsZXi3w/s400/salnkels.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324519115832119090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5QJ9KStnHvUCIAaXKyHMN_MsMild6lYfWAl97iL4kx3irNVRoDKldKY5_D9miMHMywk3j9gYO-oVi0TC4G1SVbfBBfCHH1pR6WAZ6UO479lCWDMJhl9OAsHA4sX5oH8iFOv7vGsGNxUB3/s400/19032009622.jpg" border="0" />This is me sat up!<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324598348203936770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi0q4lTEn4RuZ7VxviFTHepnNmQ6HbIoeQGuXe_QtK4_Yz-B1jJGtJNbItXzbEuy4HLmpVWqTAF6bvkbuH8tl8BCHMoTUEf6XsjBDe-uhuxtGTGOET5BhevEsiE0WRG5OeyMMvaJKqYJJy/s400/21032009626.jpg" border="0" />This is my newly required scar, looks like a boob job to me! lol<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324598341556603922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqtgREVw4FZS4k8IQGNcEo33F6PlwQytRptGHXMUidFTGjiEiVRfOwH5d7EkMaKm1iRZl_iJsn-yq0ibggmokoF8KAWpqnk203IgRwtZ4BX7I-rFJHQSysqXTB7QuxkryMzy-a5WizIjhM/s400/21032009627-001.jpg" border="0" />These are my drains<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324598353280434434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlkrq0DzUajFOCZ42P1P9h1-oXnI31lEHBGJvo98N5X36i8hTFr2hHKXcmE8GDgIdCwkicGjJU75zzbPLygJYEVOXMwIdPwaO5j9p5spf2SX0p2s0veUBmRwY430ZP-kJysi33ia8H6Xbp/s400/21032009625.jpg" border="0" /><br />And this is me RAW! i wanted to post these pics to show how it is in real life and not through rose tinted glass!! I was NOT in any pain here due to epidural, how ever I must have been off my head to allow a camera near me and to pose in such a modest way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324598357873408754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiLb7ou0tJcur3uuVzL-Gb34ljSS9C3nWreezdSnylwVZUru2WS0jE76x8oabd7fOvKUtuvvxv-RvvtLuiPYgw2Hb6grgTPJ9gqJbCBTwAHs4-Bx3-ucFCf5kbHxlp0tJvn-wtjiOrizTA/s400/24032009642.jpg" border="0" />here is not a good day. I WAS in pain. Epidural didnt work as well and I was being given lots of DIAMORPH which was dropping my respiritory rate to 8 per min which is low, and then I told the nurses i couldnt take codine, so what did they give me .. . . . codine! I told them tramadol doesnt agree with me, so what did they give me. .. . . . TRAMADOL! MUCH to my annoyance that no-one belived I was in pain. So I had NO epidural working and NO background pain relief, and I was crippled in pain, so eventually when I was beleieved (needed 100% of oxygen) an anetheatist came to insert a new epidural. And within seconds of him putting it in, my heart rate went from 140 to 111 and my sats went to 100% so I was then on 75% of o2 which took ages to ween me off. I am still on O2 now and I will fill in the rest next time I come on here with less graphic pictures or not (hehehe)<br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-11916237011131846272009-04-09T15:17:00.000-07:002009-04-09T17:30:43.934-07:00<div>Mum reporting......<br /></div><br /><br /><div>It's about time that I updated the blog<br /></div><br /><br /><div>Sal has had a fairly good week. She is gaining strength daily although a little tired. On saturday her nurse for the day was someone that she knew as they used to be a transplant co-ordinator at the hospital so she really enjoyed the day chatting non stop and found out lots of information for future reference. One big suprise was that the nurse suggested that she went outside as it was a lovely sunny warm spring day. There is a little video, but please excuse the fingers as the video-er was required to help.</div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzdcDi6_O5e3wc8mmwJY84hXlDhtfkMarK3aVUOSkHfNzAu-A7gS3PArWiFjIJAQaXuleYfbQOm1XTOvIIcig' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><br /><p>I think Sal enjoyed her time outdoors the first time in over 2 weeks. Thats not all she was up to over the weekend, it wasn't all sunbathing and lazing around as the next video clip will prove.</p><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzaqpa8PMKwVG9lS_o7FywV2Y3Xoi9iFjzqoceE4uao1_IQlH_b3kauv2iWQ9Way2ZkdkaQ7cT_JtMEhf_ZxQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><br /><p>The seat was a bit on the low side but give her her due she did her best on that bike. </p><br /><p>On sunday she was moved out of ITU and back to the ward. She has been working hard walking up and down the long corridor and using the bird. she has one problem that is holding her back and that is swelling she is carrying lots of excess fluid which doesn't seem to be shifting very easily, she is taking some duretics but has to be careful that it doesn't damage the kidneys. She says that walking etc is like walking with blisters and it is very uncomfortable but she battles on.<br /></p><br /><p>Sal is on less oxygen and it is reduced from being on 70% oxygen to having only 2.5 litres in a short space of time, I think is good going<br /></p><br /><p>The infection that she got is responding well to treatment and all the signs are that it is clearing up. We were told that it is not uncommon for cystic fibrosis suffers who have transplants, to get an infection they are lucky if they don't.<br /></p><br /><p>whilst she didn't have the central line Sal took the advantage and went and had a shower, the first one in almost 3 weeks, I washed her hair and she had a good wash all over, I had to go and change my clothes afterwards as I was soaking wet, next time if she can't manage herself I will have to remember to take my shoes, socks and trousers off.</p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322845650927711810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjoXH4DNfriE3_bjKL6Om4czXJVDgFhY14C_Sr1FQUKaR9cMelkNV4q4Y5bc-tTCITs61Ot8pzyoSP2-mXb9j2-j0U0AP-heVQNEzS8nfdAjRGk6yhzgDNhTSrsz8J17BqRdp3oDWkZyB3/s200/08042009674.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /></p><br /><br /><p>Sal has had to have another central line as the one she had blocked up that makes 3 in total now, when she went down to theatre to have it done she was chatting up the porter who was a young male, typical Sal. lol. Well its nice to be friendly.<br /></p><br /><br /><p>The physio who has been treating Sal is leaving on wednesday to go to another hospital, he has left her a plan to follow, which is quite busy, I guess its down to me to make sure that she does it. Where's my whip lol.<br /></p><br /><p>Sal had some visitors today some friends of hers came down to see her Clare and Nathan. They brought some easter eggs for the kids and a book for Sal, having read the blurb, it sounds like a good read, her nurse said that she had read that one and it was worth reading it.<br /><br /><br /></p><br /><br /><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322845322357010594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjto3Nxye50iPJHXyCFwezrsCDOOT_apjV_Cbg0YrF2adeb3SLz3BN3g0RiBVaBsVWb5BRfdvtd6Qrj0OtsZULb2ZxhkAZRvEX2GOCoBJ0lhI_YSvculqf9haT09bBc9QxOOQ4bqdU1FzeJ/s200/09042009675.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p>Sal had another visitor earlier on, i think it was last week before she went into ITU, Justine whom she had never met before but talked to alot on the net. As for the smarties Justine your outta luck, some one ate them all including the orange ones hehehe!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322849099295954642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWvs3h3ssgpGgU_foG-cSKJ3tEaZco0_A46kfU83Gr3lyYMcd4HxIKmW3hA_1rehgsXrYZ_lQeKPbnm400THkF0YzTlBpHS04IxfNHCq8vSqaQTUDwCUP_aWGwSgImUB4hGOMajSqYsz5k/s200/06042009671.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Justine and Sal. She has had a double lung transplant some time ago, she looks the picture of health don't ya think.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322851860686524946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfmFHlfvBvbbD40PYnfMo_XYEBIjq3fKJ95VUY3gK4JNe5lweIR9as4EVvxnqu0WEp6wvV1bFjCGU3YatVzyKGyQCOlV9BlfY1pio7k2gL8y_aUM5txZVkHE5856qimrT0901wBya1M3C6/s200/26032009651.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p>The kids are coming down to see their mum she hasn't seen them for 2 weeks they are both dead excited to see her and Sal is real excited to see them she has missed them terribly, but she will have a future with them now.</p><p><br /> </p><br />I think I am all blogged out for this evening, I hope to be able to write more next week.<br /><br /><br />Take care everybody.<br /><br /><br /><br />Sal's mum signing off,<br /><br /><br /><br />Roger over and out.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-36027808541701136572009-04-04T07:18:00.000-07:002009-04-04T08:31:06.184-07:00<div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div>Sal's mum reporting....</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>Friday in ITU.... we had a txt off Sally at 8am to say could we get her some breakfast, 3 rashers bacon, beans and toast, her dad went off and got it for her and took it over to ITU, we are not allowed to go to ITU until 10am, the nurse took it off him and 10mins later she sent a pic to show us that she had eaten it all. Thats a good start. We went back to ITU at 10am and she was fast asleep in the chair, sleeping off breakfast no doubt. we just sat there until she woke up. The docs came round and said she was so much better and she could go back on the ward. Sally asked why they had stopped some meds and they said they wanted her own body to fight off the infection which seemed to have worked. She did 5 mins on an exercise bike without even getting out of breath, her comment was "I love my new lungs"</div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320851056580234978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH9l9AWTVkF57iGlXV9v_YYXcRs8_cZBuBUCy7CbbxkLmx6iA2XTumrVzNySGcJmFWLMaRfquACWHtogqFdprjbbYNZgExmhvinhWA82KsexelsndyXKbIzc4sH8SgKMPqta7t7mzF0Rwh/s200/03042009663.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div>I think she got fed up with the hospital gowns and asked for some pj's. Sally is on 5 litres of oxygen with sats of 96-100% which is pretty good as she has a chest infection. She also tells me that she has some pain, which is muscle pain which doesn't suprise me as her chest muscles probably hasn't been used for years. We left ITU at lunch time. We are not allowed back in till 3pm so we made use of the time by going down to the pub for a bit of relaxation time. when we went back to see her she was sleeping off lunch. she woke up later and did some more on the exercise bike and did some blowing on the bird, which is a machine that was designed by a Dr Bird. pic of the bird below.</div><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320855777732728530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcl7pq5pX_rN0TpICSQrp5dWby-lWAg0AO0WDOCjXkc339FJ4gAfHKFzZ_yEPMskVnhCStr6iMXVhpZOAeTL7KE_teRvVUZoJ9XpK47_YWD9ecVPaDbQ8FRmjVoWB0h8AiXS071EyyTaoL/s200/31032009658_2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>Sal is bright and chirpy and seems happy. She is still in ITU, as they decided to keep her for another night. If they have a room on the ward later I expect they will move her if not she will stay for another night, not that Sallys minds as you have a one to one nursing. I gave Sal another foot massage and a bit of pampering, no noe can have enough pampering and she deserves it.</div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320858589842249938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizX_j-ZOfgGwMf6bsYLkGsLobEfuiki1IqVaMCDw7NiymDu4L8XINrEq0E_ML0pw-qsS5Qeo6Abb9qeG_kzZhv08wAiBMpvTdKazbOdPgCLplvLvMqxIIOvOyeYxPVeLY_7wgTEPlwcyTY/s200/03042009665.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>here is a pic of Sally and her mum and dad taken yesterday in ITU</div><div>write more later</div><div> </div></div></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-47525519636259262602009-04-02T13:23:00.000-07:002009-04-02T14:22:19.886-07:00<div>Sally's Mum Reporting....</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>What a couple of days we have had, I felt so helpless all I could do is watch Sally struggle and get really exhausted. Her legs and feet are really swollen and a bit painful. The medics didn't know what was wrong but they knew something was. She had a spiking temperature her heart rate was really high around 150BPM she felt really unwell, her sats were dippping and was on lots of oxygen, but bless her she still soldiered on and did her physio exersizes, blowing the bird and using the pedals. The medics came to see her and sent her off for a CT scan, this showed that there were some changes in the lung but what it is, is unknown at this time. At 10 o'clock her consultant was contacted, he advised that Sally went back into ITU. They were going to put her on Cpap? but when she got to ITU she stabilised so they didn't use it.</div><br /><div>Today i go in to see her and there she was sat up in bed chirpy as anything, and had eaten breakfast. I only stayed a short while as they wanted to wash her and do some things.</div><br /><div>I went back to see her in the afternoon and she was sat in a chair fast asleep her sats were 100% and her heart rate was around 98 to 110, I sat there and waited for her to wake up, when she did she was chirpy and smiling. She had eaten lunch too. I brushed her hair and put it up into a pony tail, massaged her back with some strawberry body butter, then did her feet too. Her sats stayed at a constant 100% on 4 litres of oxygen and she was wearing the nasal specs not a mask, blood gasses were fine too. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Teatime came and the little darling must of been hungry as the meal man had to go back to the kitchen to get Sal some more food, three times. I think she has got her appetite back as she had hardly eaten anything for a few days. I took a pic before i left which you can see below.</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320206699971119794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9OYpTtSvtV3Uhyk-FBhS7vvsgkjqESKz3QQ3-ul3tShrQP07qQrul9TE8QfQaRX0VlkpJl-6XPBMX66B66Og-Jj1bsBwNlEklk4OHt60Rby6CncBfdffFgf_bEi1VYkMlOq_cF8bXIlU/s200/salitu2009" border="0" /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Hope to write more soon.<br /><div></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5665911998761900054.post-2011880295453790652009-03-31T12:14:00.000-07:002009-03-31T13:10:33.887-07:00Sally Walking . . . . . 1st TimeHad a few set backs, but full steam ahead now!!!!<br /><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxqV8AXlcpx5KHoXQsKBjiF_CS26Y0mvrHusAfqp26iuTRdttO8dHSMQ0z__GmqQHZ_5MWQYJKqknhH4oRyhA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p> </p><p>Was thoughts of broncs, as still on lots of o2 and had Xray which high lighted a bad area so needed a CAT SCAN, but thankfully neither has happened. (Broncoscopy is where they ventilate yoou and get a sample of lung and wash them whilst asleep, but as she is on too much O2 they were and are relecutant to do so. Sally has retained alot (7-9kg) of fluid so this is part of why she needs o2 andher being breathless. Her pain wasnt controlled but now thankfully is and is now off the epidural. (she needed 2) and now is on oxinorm and co-drydamol. She went on the bike first time today and contintues to walk, but cant now as her feet and legs are the size of elephants!!!! We have taken a pic will post next post which, i promise will be sooner. Sally is using the "bird" at the mo to clear secreations and expand her lungs which is proving to be good. </p><p>Sally would like to thank you all for your prayers and thoughts they have sent her good vibes and make her feel a whole lot better. </p><p>Massaged her feet earlier with some strawberry body butter from the body shop, which was bought incedently by her ex husband, she was only moaning about that he didn't get her anything. when she was given it on mothers day she didn't realise it was from him.</p><p>Karen (Sally's Mum)</p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05148417086907342180noreply@blogger.com4