Yesterday I spent the day in a perpetual state of excitement which resulted in feverish cheeks and having to lie down quietly for a bit.
Last night I finally got to see my favourite comedian live, the one and only Mr Bill Bailey. For those of you who still do not know any of his stuff (I have berated you on here before) then please will you go and equip yourself with a copy of Part Troll!
I have been trying to go and see him for a long time; first time I wanted to I was in Bristol, but failed to get a ticket in time. Then I was too poorly, then Laughter for Life happened....and I got new lungs (yay!).
So was rather excited when I managed to get tickets for him latest tour. Even more excited when A and I got VIP passes to the drinks after the gig and I got to meet him! He's a really genuine guy and keen to keep supporting LLTGL which is fantastic news.
The whole night was awesome, very very funny, and for me a strangely big deal. Not only because I am a rather large fan, but because it sort of symbolised the fact that I am no longer in that fragile state where it's risky to make plans for 24 hours time, let alone for a month or so down the line. I can now make plans and stick to them. Which is quite exciting really and opens up the possibility for all sorts (ie holidays) which had become far too difficult a task prior to transplant. I booked these tickets months ago, and remember feeling everso wary about whether I'd be well enough to make it...but repeated hospitalisations are a thing of the past. I have new lungs.
This year has been such an incredible journey, and there is still so far to travel, so many possibilities and new experiences which lie ahead....I can't help but be an over excited child who's constantly grinning from ear to ear.