11 days since my discharge from the Royal Brompton, London for 10 days of IV's and drips for my Brittle Asthma. And since I have been home have made it a rule not to spend so much time in Cyber World, 10 days of breathing space (sorry no pun intended) gave me plenty of time to realise how little of my life was spent outside of my front door spending time with real people, the Asthma so often forcing me to spend time in an environment I can control. So in the time I have been home Lottie and I have been bouncing about the place, smiling at the world and basically just enjoying life. God it is so wonderful not to be in pain, able to breath and not itch. And it might sound daft but a total stranger says hello or smiles at your dog it feels bloody wonderful, and for some reason I have had hell of a lot of that the past week. Don't get me wrong I get a reasonable amount of hellos and smiles generally, but the past week I feel that I have had more. A friend says it is because I have giving off good vibes, maybe she is right!
Since I have been home, the dog has been bathed 3 times (which is typical at this time of year owning a daxie), once because we waded through flood water, been a tad wet in Herefordshire. Dog sat Toby a collie cross lurcher for a friend for the day, Caught a stray dog (my husband says l'm a magnet to the things, and the local dog warden would probably agree), cleaned the flat and changed the bed by myself several times, cooked for my husband every day, kept on top of the washing and ironing, husband was moaning the other morning that his drawer was over loaded with socks (god I can't win), done the Christmas shopping. And today looked after my Godson Fin 7 and his brother Alfie 9 for the day, whilst also including a dog walk.
Yes I am pretty busy, partly because it is great not to be so dependant right now on hubby, partly because I need to regain some of my exercise tolerance and simply it is just to be living again, without be dominated by illness.
I won't pretend life is perfect and I am symptom free, the Asthma is very much there and I am swallowing loads of pills and potions to be able to accomplish what I do each day right now, and in just 11 days I can already see my condition deteriorating, but at the moment I don't feel ill with it, and with pacing I can manage. 10 days away from my Lottie dog and husband was daunting and something I really didn't want to do, but I am so glad that I made the decision to do so, because the extra meds has given not just me, but Lottie and hubby much needed respite. Lottie has a mummy who can walk her at a bit more of a pace at the moment (and keep up the figure Daddy got her into, lets hope mummy can find hers too!) and hubby can enjoy a somewhere near tidy home (not too perfect :P) and home cooked food every night after work. No I not turning into a domestic goddess, but when your carer does a full time job, studying for a degree and then comes home and has to attend to the running of the home or at least help with the evening meal because the other half is too breathless to manage on their own, it feels good to take the pressure off sometimes.
So on that happy note, must hit the sack as Lottie has some unofficial Pet Therapy sessions to do tomorrow whilst I have my Phototherapy at the local hospital. And we both need to be bright eyed and busy tailed in the morning.
So tatty bye for now Daxiemad xxxxxx
