The 24th of February.
Ugh, I feel like trash. Have done all day. I had a bad night, and got woken up early by the man who came to fit the carpet. Joy. It took longer than usual for me to get up and dressed, because I kept having to stop to breathe extra oxygen.
Since then, I’ve kind of felt like I’m suffocating all day, so am trying to do very little. I can’t get a deep breath in, and neither my inhaler nor extra oxygen have helped. Just have to hope that a good sleep tonight sorts it out.
Three good things to mention: the compression garment hurts less today, Christine has come home for the weekend, and NHS England have committed to definitely routinely funding second transplants! Finally, someone in there saw reason/had some compassion and the funding has been reinstated.
The 25th of February.
Breathing is very difficult and it is making life very tiresome. I am back at the stage where I am no longer capable of washing my own hair because the activity is too exhausting, and the shower is one of the few places I cannot take the oxygen. I have been able to take deep breaths though, so there’s that.
Compression garment is back to being painful. Obviously yesterday was a fluke, worse luck.
Had a really exciting afternoon – did my Cats Protection admin, which involved taking cats who were adopted last year off Catalog. Basically inputting all the microchip and neutering data, and all the adopters’ details. Really, very thrilling. Then, while not paying attention to the rugby, I worked on a new doily. I am such an old woman.
This evening, we have been out to Tom’s Kitchen at The Mailbox for Mommy’s birthday (which is tomorrow). It didn’t start off brilliantly because Daddy insisted on parking on the street, so we got wet going in, then the disabled doors were broken, so we had to carry my wheelchair up steps to get inside. So I was annoyed, but then I got over myself. I had to have the truffled mac’n’cheese to start, because it is ridiculously delicious, then I had roasted pollock and pea risotto, and that was also excellent. I had no room for pudding though, and was very ready for my bed when we got home.