Today was a little strange.
I woke up at 2.30 am with a splitting headache and didn't really get back to sleep after that. Then got up and staggered around getting ready to go to hospital, not quite considering it might not be such a good idea to jump in the car feeling so rough. After an hour sitting in traffic I pulled over and was, erm, a tad sick.
Having clearly lost my sanity along with my breakfast I continued driving (not advised) and managed to get to harefield in one piece. My lovely friend who had the joyous pleasure of living with me for 3 years at uni met me there and looked after me whilst I dozed on a bed in a sideroom. Goodness knows what was going on with my body this morning but it wasn't pleasant.
The good news however is that my lung function is way up! And after my blood results and Xray all came back clear I was allowed to go home, as my consultant wisely pointed out just because you are post transplant doesn't make you immune to picking up the odd nasty which everyone else is just as susceptible to as you.
So to summarise: everything is fine. Taking it easy tonight. Lung function is fab. so hurrah for that!