Beating My PB

When I was first diagnosed with Pulmonary Hypertension, back in 2013, I was really ill. After a month of lying in a hospital bed, overwhelmed with weakness, incapacitated with fatigue, and breathless with movement; I was like a living corpse. Phil would spend every day on the ward, by my side, emotionally supporting and physically … More Beating My PB

Living With Depression

For the past six months I’ve been living with the dark clouds of depression. Crying, sad, melancholy depression. Angry, irritable, short-tempered depression. Pessimistic, hopeless, giving-up depression. Trying to stay afloat during a pandemic, has been a battle unlike anything I’ve faced before. The storm clouds rolled in last September (read the blog). With coronavirus case … More Living With Depression

A Lockdown Confession

The side gate was left open so she wouldn’t need to touch anything. A chair had been strategically placed mid-lawn, which would be immediately quarantined afterwards. The washing machine and shower were ready for their upcoming decontamination duties. And the welcoming committee (Lottie 😉 ) had been locked inside, for fear of over-enthusiastic sniffing. Hair … More A Lockdown Confession

Hospital Appointments And The Coronavirus

I’m always a little nervous on the drive to hospital check-ups.  My head starts psychologically prepping itself for bad news, and the ‘What if’s…’ start circling my thoughts.  Even when I’m feeling in my best health, and am confident that my heart and lungs are doing well… there’s always a few butterflies as we drive … More Hospital Appointments And The Coronavirus

Bursting My Bubble

I arrived at Harefield in a bright mood.  The sun was shining, I’d spotted ten Red Kites en-route, and had met a friend for lunch beforehand.  Moreover with my recent positive test results suggesting stability, I was confident I wouldn’t need to be reactivated on the transplant list just yet.  But four hours later, I … More Bursting My Bubble