October Sunshine

October is nearly over – where did it go? It’s been such a glorious and beautiful month with plenty of warm mellow sunshine this year. The clocks have gone back soon and we enjoyed the benefit of an extra hour in bed. I always like it when we gain an extra hour, not so much when it’s the other way and we lose one though.

During this month I’ve still been recovering from a virus and pneumonia and so the beautiful weather has been a real boost. Being ill again has knocked my lung function down once more, so it’s been a case of keeping up the physio by exercising my lungs as much as I can. Hopefully some of my lung function will return and I’m hoping it will be back to the 48% or so I’d managed to get it to during the summer. Breathlessness is a thing I’ve now had to reluctantly accept back in life, as my lungs have deteriorated during the last few years. When my lungs work at around 50% though, I find I can manage and still get out and about for short walks and I’ve counted my blessings knowing from my past experiences and those of friends that things could be much worse.

The lovely sunshine has meant we’ve been able to get out and about with the help of my trusty old wheelchair to take the pressure off my lungs while they recover. I’m trying hard to build up my lung capacity again by walking as much as I can, but I’m still very breathless, so it’s literally one step at a time and the wheelchair in the meantime enables us to be out for longer and explore that much further when it’s a glorious day. I do intend for it to be only a temporary measure though. The weather has been very uplifting and great motivation while I tackle this blip.

I do love this time of year and autumn – Rob laughs at me and says, ‘But you love every time of year!’

I love trying to catch and hang on to those last snippets of summer. This year we keep saying, ‘This must be the last warm sunny day’. Each week, we keep on saying it, as the weather keeps on teasing us with higher than normal temperatures and warm sunshine.

At the same time as hanging on to summer, I’ll be excited about all that October and autumn have to bring.

I love the colours of October – the browns, golds, yellows, oranges, russets and reds and the way the flowers keep on flowering and flowering, pushing against time, as though they’re challenging nature before the first frosts appear. There’s been so much colour in the garden this October and so many gardens we’ve visited recently have looked stunning with banks of colourful dahlias, michaelmas daisies and remaining summer plants like roses, verbenas and salvias, which stubbornly refuse to stop blooming even though winter looms. The late flowers brighten up the garden and can light up the day.

Best of all I love the trees and leaves in October. I love how the colours change and how beautiful they look in the autumn sunshine when the sun is lower in the sky and has a deeper, golden hue. I love it when there’s a gentle breeze and the leaves trickle down slowly and then there’s carpets of leaves to wade through and kick beneath your feet.

I enjoy cooking more in autumn – October always seems to kickstart my cooking after the salad days and heat of summer – making hearty warming dishes and cooking up the apples from the garden – there’s a sense of preparing for winter and the colder days.

Of course, October always ends with half term holidays and Halloween. I like to join in the fun of it – Rob will carve out a pumpkin or two and I’ll make the obligatory pumpkin soup in the slow cooker. It’s a fun time for children and families and I love the see the wonderful colouful pumpkin and squash displays when we’re out and about. I like to have sweets in the house in readiness for the trick o’ treaters.

That’s my October. 🎃🎃🎃

Snow, Christmas Lights and Blue Lights

It all started with a snow day.

I always love the snow, especially now when I don’t work any more and don’t have to feel forced to drive in it or venture out. It was quite lovely to wake to heavy snowfall on a Sunday morning; it meant most people didn’t have to drive or go out unnecessarily and families could enjoy and have fun in snow properly together.

The garden was transformed to a sea of white and there’s nothing like treading in untouched snow, making those first footprints and tracks. The park and pathways behind us looked beautiful too. It was the weekend, early December and we were putting up our Christmas lights and decorations; everything felt Christmas perfect with the snowy backdrop.

I’d caught a cold over a week ago though and found I couldn’t breathe if I tried to venture out in it. I’d thought I’d been doing well and all was under control, but the cold left me gasping and I couldn’t catch my breath back when I started to lose it. I knew I had to stay indoors, keep warm and rest. I knew things were deteriorating though – that horrible feeling when you know with lungs that already don’t function at the best of times, that you are going to need some extra help.

I sought advice, doubled some medications and hoped I’d wake up to a better day. Monday morning and it was formally declared as a ‘snow day’. Roads were icy and dangerous and the snow and sleet were heavy. We phoned for an emergency doctor’s appointment, as things had become much worse. As I tried to get ready to go for this, my breathing was slipping and slipping downhill. Somehow Rob bundled me in the car, after having to spend half an hour digging it out of snow and clearing the drive.

We arrived at the doctor’s surgery and managed to park outside. I managed to climb out of the car, but the cold took my breath and Rob had to leave me clinging on a wall, while he retrieved the wheelchair from the car. Somehow he managed to put me in it and manoeuvre it through the snow and ice and we eventually arrived inside covered in drops of snow and sleet and dripping wet.

Then our wonderful NHS went into action.

Two doctors and the practice nurse helped me, I was put on oxygen and a nebuliser, then paramedics swiftly arrived and took over. From the sparkly Christmas lights and beautiful white snow of the day before, we went to blue lights and sirens as the ambulance ploughed through the slush and sleet of a grim grey day.  Like the staff at the doctor’s, they gave me first class care and were kind and reassuring.

The same again once I arrived at hospital, a team waiting for me and three people working on me straight away, as I was rushed in a side room – everyone kind and helpful as they worked. Then calm and relief as my breathing began to stabilise. Then I was taken to the respiratory ward, another side room and more wonderful care for eight days while they treated me and looked after me, liaised with my transplant team and left no stone unturned until they had me fully stable and well enough for home.

Then it was a visit to Papworth, my transplant centre, for more tests and checks, just to be sure everything was going in the right direction. Once again, more first class care, with back up over the holiday period and more checks for early new year planned.

Now I’m home and well enough to enjoy Christmas with my family and it’s all thanks to those numerous NHS staff who helped me with such expertise, care and total dedication to make me better.

I cannot thank them enough and all the kindness each and everyone one of them showed me while I went through what felt like a traumatic experience. Another ‘snow’ story on the family list – we have a few of them. They’re usually about being stuck in ‘snow’ traffic jams for hours on end, having to abandon cars and walk for miles to get home – that sort of thing. This one will be another to remember and smile about one day…

I’ve had so much care from the NHS this year and they’ve kept me bouncing back each time. I just want to say a massive thank you to everyone who works for the NHS to help us all stay well and healthy. Many of the NHS staff will be working hard and saving lives over Christmas, so here’s wishing that they manage to enjoy some peaceful and lovely time with their friends and families too during this festive period.

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Now it’s Christmas Eve and I’m so pleased and relieved to be home and feeling that all is much better again. I want to thank everyone who has followed my blogs this year and given me encouragement and support through all the ups and downs with my health.

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and a healthy and happy New Year.

 

 

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