The 11th of April.
Surprisingly good breathing today. Especially considering the fact that this morning my sats were 87, but now they’re 98 on air. I am very glad about this because I have had an oxygen-induced headache all day. I have managed to be off it since lunchtime, but still the headache persists.
Rosemary came for one of her lunches with Mommy, so she and I had a lovely conversation about surgery under local anaesthetic and the way nurses have to try to distract you, while Mommy heated up the soup. When it was ready, they ate it in the dining room, while I ate my lunch and watched Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
She had to go home to walk the dogs, so then we watched last night’s Criminal Minds, and were sad about Reid being in prison. I so want to read ahead to find out how he gets out (surely he must) but I don’t want to spoil it.
Mommy went to Grandma’s, and I sat and crocheted while listening to the Pappy’s episode of Comedian’s Comedian Podcast. I also had a look at MyHealth and have discovered I have appointments in May with Mr. Titley, the plastic surgeon Miss Byrom was going to write to about me, and with the eye people. Always finding new things to fix.
The 12th of April.
Two good breathing days in a row? What can I have done to deserve this? However, I can only have one thing right at a time – the left eye has been irritated and blurry all day. So I can breathe, but I’m sort of half-blind.
This morning, I was very slow at getting up, so all I got done after breakfast was sort out my appointment for a physio assessment, which will be surprisingly soon – the beginning of May!
After lunch, Mommy and I went out into Sutton. We needed multiple birthday cards, which were much more difficult to source than you might expect. It took three shops to find a suitable card for each chap. I had to get an Easter card for Grandma, and some hand cream and shower gel from Boots. Super exciting. I was quite grateful that I didn’t need to wear the extra oxygen on, because I did not feel like having to deal with the stares of all the youths who are not in school.
When we got back, we watched The Oliviers, skipping that speeches we had not interest in, and I did some more crochet. I need to pay a bit more attention to what I’m doing, because I had to unravel a lot today because I found a mistake that I couldn’t ignore. Bah.