When I was a child I was desperate for a dog. Instead of pop singers and movie stars, I had posters of puppies adorning my bedroom walls. I’d lie on my bed and learn the names of the different varieties, and dream of which one I’d own in the future. I loved visiting my relatives … More My Furry Baby
When I was working I used to keep track of my life in my head. I didn’t need a diary, I just about managed to work out where I was supposed to be and when. I didn’t really plan too far ahead, so the months calender in my head was sufficient. At the beginning of … More Juggling Fun and Rest
Since I was little I’ve always had active holidays. As children we would always go away to places dotted around the UK and so our vacations were filled with day trips to theme parks, castles and adventures. If we went to the beach, we wouldn’t be creatures of the sun, instead we would be out … More A ‘Relaxing’ Easter Holiday Away
What a difference a week makes. This time last week, I was feeling breathless, sick and weak, everything was taking me so much time to do and my activity level was slowly dwindling back to zero. My transplant referral had knocked me down emotionally, and together they were threatening to steal my hope and positivity. … More Getting Oxygen
Leaving the Brompton after a month in hospital was quite scary. I had become quite reliant upon the nurses and the security of daily doctor’s rounds, and so was therefore terrified and concerned about whether I would be safe at home. To be honest, I would have happily stayed there longer! However walking through my … More My PH Journey So Far – The Last 2 Years
We Can Adjust The Sails 