Although i am a long term sufferer of C.O.P.D. THE past 70years. Yes i started this at the age of 6 years, although it limits your lifestyle, things have improved greatly in recent times. and i can remember my poor old Mother while i was supporting myself on my right elbow as i lay in bed, with my Mother holding my hand, trying to get me to eat something, way back then all we had was a tablet M.--B, And that was mainly for Bronchitis, no inhalers for quite a few years, then we had a type of scent spray, called a RIDOBRON. That was filled from a small bottle. Now i have a Oxygen supply and a device called a BIPAP That i wear when sleeping and its hard to get used to but once you do its heaven i can sleep from 11pm ------- 7,30 am although i have adopted a protected lifestyle i can get round, and keep away from colds and flu, if anyone wants any advice just ask help is all around. Keep smiling and as my old grandad used to say
There.s plenty down the graveyard
would like to feel as i do today.
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Kev - you tell such an interesting story. I was a nurse during the 50s. Things have a long way since then. I was a bronchial child. This condition laid dormant for decades, and resurfaced when I was in my 60s. I was a smoker. Did you have Nelson's inhaler, Venos cough medicine and Vick rubs. I have bronchiectasis and frequent chest infections. There are some very clued people in this forum and a great crowd of people. I rememberr the MB tabs. All the best Annie
Thank you for your kind thoughts, i must apologise to all my friends on this forum,if i did not reply, But the computer seems extra slow of late so,yes Annie i had almost all you mention, and a few more, never smoked, can you remember Potter and Moores Asthma cigarettes, i was at a convalescent home and they had me smoking them at the age of 11yrs--- Absolute madness.Sent there by my Doctor to harden me up, Even in winter, thin shirts and shorts, used to long marches in Surry, run by a exmilitary man, Constantly barking orders at us, on my Mothers 3rd visit she took my home, boy was i relieved, my teen years i seemed less ill, failed to get in the Army though, and all my mates went in, i was in a signal box on the Underground railway, till i was 18years, spent a lot of time riding solo motorcycles, perhaps they gave me the oxygen i needed,,during my time on Railway i used to attend breathing classes at Brompton hospital at Kensington, Held on the 5th floor, they the [nurses] used to encourage us to walk up the stairs, and i thank them for that as i am sure that kept me fairly fit.But after a lifetime of fairly constant infection it comes down to how much stick can a pair of lungs take, on 28/11/2012. i shall reach 77yrs, theres proof that although it limits your lifestyle you can still enjoy 80% of happy times, when i think of the advances made i thank my lucky stars, I must say to all KEEP UP SOME FORM OF EXERCISE----- IT WORKS. Dont forget upper body exercise is the hardest of all. but anything is beneficial.
Hallo, and thank you for the kind words of encouragement,Most of what you listed in those old 50s aids i recognised except the Nelsons inhaler, Hope you can get my rather late reply that i sent earlier, but i have had some problems with my computer and are still not resolved, But as you say this is a super referance and theres always some one who has the information, but reading some chest sufferers experiences the standard of care varies considerably, take care, all the best from Puffing kev.
Kev - you tell such an interesting story. I was a nurse during the 50s. Things have a long way since then. I was a bronchial child. This condition laid dormant for decades, and resurfaced when I was in my 60s. I was a smoker. Did you have Nelson's inhaler, Venos cough medicine and Vick rubs. I have bronchiectasis and frequent chest infections. There are some very clued people in this forum and a great crowd of people. I rememberr the MB tabs. All the best Annie
Some years ago i used to drive to a GYM, and good it was but ownership changed and got too expensive. as i live in a rural area the nearest is 16 miles away and i decided it was too risky with the chance of infections, plus the cost has to considered. but thank you for your good intentions.
Thank you all Annie 80,zoee, puffthemagicdragon,carolgibson,auntymary, and king of the cocktails., for your welcomes, its very pleasing to know that there are so many people out there who suffer this darned complaint.BUT It is possible to enjoy life in spite of its limits.One thing i have learned is temprature is so important, cold night air is definatly bad news,When i used to fly to Portugal or Spain some years ago, before i became Oxygen dependant, i found i could walk the coast, swim in the sea, and even some gentle dancing only due to warmer air. But of course with the advent of the years, sadly that is a memory, during the winter i am locked in the Cottage and wait for the spring when i can return to my garage to continue with my hobby of restoring old motorcycles, warm days, sat in the garden drinking tea, --- Wonderful.
Thank you for the kind words, but i think it should be me recieving the cheering up, lets hope the bad news can be dealt with and you come out the other side still smiing
what a lovely picture you paint of winter nights in a cottage and warm days in a garden,it all sounds so peaceful.Hope you stay warm and well,take good care of yourself.Love to hear more stories of your younger days,you sound like a very interesting man.
My old Auntie, often used to say '' count your blessings'' and its good to stop and look around sometimes, well i can say i have a lovely caring heathly wife, a cottage of our own, right on top of a hill, with lovely views, ETC ETC.But when its seen by someone i dont know that makes me appreciate it all even more, Thank you, i have often been told '' you should write a book'' but in answer to your request i shall post up a small section of my life now and again. 1935 was a good year for babies, and 28th Nov, and yes i am 77yrs soon.But the crucial point when i should be of interest to all, was Sept 1941 when at the tender age of 6yrs and living not too far from Hendon Aurodrome, LONDON 21houses were bombed and we, being my mother, my brother 11yrs, my Auntie rose, were all cut by flying glass, and my Auntie went into hysterics, All the windows and doors were blown out of Aunties house and i was buried under a single brick wall, fortunatly all the bricks separated and i was only buried for 20 mins or so my mother told me later, i having freed my self ran back to our house further up the road, and laid in the porch till my mother found me later.But later that day the family doctor diagnosed Asthma and suffered chest trouble since that time, During the 2nd world war there was a Properganda officer called Lord Haw Haw, who used to send radio messages from Berlin, and he apologised to the people of New Brent st and said '' those bombs were not meant for the 21 houses knocked down but were meant for Hendon Aerodrome we did not get it this time but we shall get it next time'' at that time this a fighter maintaince unit. all done to try and worry the British people. at this point this will do Fishtail, more later. All the best from Puffing Kev.
I was proud to have lived during WW2. As a result, I have many American relatives, my sister having married an American Army officer. My father had a tough life, many personal problems in his life. As a result, he was a heavy drinker and smoker. He died aged 59 years old of smoked related diseases. There wasn't the help he needed during those days. I lived in Reading and can remember only one direct hit by bombs.
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