Hope you are all doing ok
I have just returned from a wonderful holiday to Miami and the Bahamas with my fantastic husband Kevin, it was to celebrate his 60th which is today. We flew back overnight and I managed to embarrass him on the plane by getting an announcement to the whole plane, the lovely Virgin Atlantic crew presented him with a bottle of champagne too.
Anyway, yesterday while on stopover at Miami for over 5 hours I started to feel a little breathless and immediately convinced myself that I had a pleural effusion!! I worked myself into a total panic and crept off to the restroom to have a meltdown. Having been in first line remission for 10 months I felt sure that my luck was due to runout and ‘this was it’!! Anyway over the course of the night flight and drive back to Bristol I started to cough and immediately put myself onto my pulse oximetry that I have as part of my nursing kit....oxygen sats = 100%. I now realise that I have picked up a little bug as hubby is starting to experience the same symptoms. But I can’t tell you how petrified I was 24 hrs ago with a transatlantic flight to face, i suppose this happened because I feel like I’m a walking time bomb and the holiday was so perfect I thought something was bound to bring me down to earth with a bump. I wish my mind wouldn’t be like this but I guess it’s all part of the whole picture of this wretched disease.
Anyway, I have been lucky enough to travel a lot in this past 10 months despite Avastin and stoma. Norway, Italy, Switzerland, Orlando with the children and grandkids and now this. I saw this picture on the flight out to Miami in an onboard magazine and it really sums it all up for me. If you are well enough and have the funds don’t be scared to chase your dreams. When I was lying in hospital this time last year I couldn’t have dreamed it possible..
Love to you all, especially those lovely ladies who are having a hard time right now, LA and Sarah to name two. I’ve held you in my thoughts a lot.