Having returned from the pulmonary consultant full of the joys of Spring and Summer, after being told that I had exceeded expectations I got to wondering.
What did I expect.
1 to wake up in the morning. I have no intention of pegging it any time soon.
2 to be able to do for myself after Mr Dozy has gone to work.
3 to walk from room to room without falling over the oxygen cable and getting it too tangled.
4 to watch TV
5 to listen to the radio
6 to read a book
7 to finish my knitting
8 to play a game
9 to wash and iron
10 to manicure my nails
These small things make my daily life fun and liveable. They are simple and allowances have to be made to make up for getting sob. But I love being alive and intend to be around for a long time.
My consultant had not expected me to leave hospital and when I did was not expecting me to make the first 6 month check.
He saw the new me slimmer fitter straighter and bouncing with the joy of life and guess what he expects to see me in 6 months time. The challenge to lower the steroid dosage. I love a challenge.
Sorry that all sounds a bit smug and self satisfied, and it is but just for today I do not care.
see you love Dozy ☺ 🐀 x