My life on a plate! A place where I get to waffle on about anything and everything, and hopefully raise some awareness about Cystic Fibrosis and organ donation on the way.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Since I decided to get all over confident and plaster photos all over my blog making updates has become decidedly more tricky, as I am not quite as good at this as I like to think! In my training blog today I wanted to put up a couple of pics of me walking up and down the road, and managed to post the same one 3 times. Still not quite sure how!
Bank holiday weekend has been and gone, and it was all gorgeous and sunny so I hope everyone had a good one - mine was great! I had lunch out with my parents on the Saturday, which was lovely, and then Sunday and Monday some lovely friendies from Uni came to visit. That was great, as I havent really seen either of them properly since we graduated, so it was great to spend some good time catching up and gossiping!
In some ways I still cant quite believe I am no longer a student, I think because I am in this limbo between studenthood and working grownup I can still con my brain into thinking I am still a student, but also it just doesnt feel like the University experience, which seems so large and daunting when approaching the beginning of it, is actually over. The photo I have included is of me and some of my friends (including the two lovely ladies who came down this weekend) at Graduation. I had been in hospital for 7 weeks, and was still incacerated, trying to recoup after my collapsed lung, its subsequent operations and resulting infections. The hospital wouldnt confirm whether I could go until the day before, as they wanted to see that I was physically ok to do so, but I was given day release and it really was the best day.
We went to Tesco's today, normally a rather mundane activity, but as we drove past the entrance, we saw the electronic scooter style wheelchairs lined up. Feeling emboldened and egged on by a certain man (who I think wanted a laugh at my driving) I decided to test-drive one round the supermarket for the first time. The first 15 minutes were incredibly amusing as I struggled to get to grips with just how sensitive the controls were, and every time I attempted to move forwards in a gentle and sedate style I would rapidly shoot towards some poor unsuspecting soul in a jerky and rather frightening manner.
Eventually I got to grips with it quite well, and managed not to kill/damage anyone or anything. It was really good fun, and I was enjoying the rather empowering feeling of dictating where I wanted to go in the shop (I am usually sitting in Denzel therefore my "pusher" gets to decide) and so I must have been grinning a bit manically as people kept talking to me! Still would rather be a grinning maniac that people feel they want to talk to than go unnoticed. No wonder I studied drama.
29 years old, small blonde and smiley. I love life, but was facing a death sentence due to end stage cystic fibrosis. Thanks to the generosity of a stranger I received a life-saving double lung transplant in January 2007, and am now a very proud mummy.
I am very much a people person and a rather girly girl, loving all things pink! I enjoy talking, laughing, utilising my love of talking in the form of public speaking and awareness raising, and inventing new words and then being unable to separate them from real ones in my head.