This is not a blog, just a note to those who have been kind enough to ask after me. I will write a blog later this week, body allowing.
I am out of hospital now having been rushed in with pneumonia after a chest infection that exacerbated my brittle Asthma. I was seriously ill but didn’t realise until it was almost too late.
Lots of those I know have had this nasty virus and I have had my flu and pneumonia jab, so was confused as to why I was so ill. The consultant, a respiratory man who I am now under and have future tests etc, asked if I had been under any stress of late. If I had been well enough I would have said ‘how long have you got’! I was however not able to talk so my darling husband David told of the years of ‘bullying’ by my eldest daughter and sister, the loss of my beloved brother and my ‘Dad’. He also said that although I had tried hard to put things right with Lisa my daughter, she had not been willing to meet me half way. He also said I was heartbroken at this.David knows how often I have cried myself to sleep over her and my grandchildren. He alos told the consultant of how worried I was with David having Prostae cancer and although now undetectable, how I still worry.Mr Hattashe felt that being under so much worry, he only knows half, had put me in danger and exacerbated the Asthma, without my realising. Then the chest infection not responding to antibiotics , the pneumonia set in.
But I am home, still very weak, very unwell but this has been a huge wake up call for me. I have to make changes, some I talked about in my December blog , last year. I have no choice, I have to change my mindset and begin to pout myself first, or at least somewhere close.
So thank you to every one who has pm’s me, emailed me, comments on my page. I am almost back. Bouncing back hasn’t happened this time, but it will.
I hope you are all well and will be writing again very soon.
Thank you for reading x
carolannwright 