Showing posts with label Transplant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Transplant. Show all posts

Two Years




This week I hit two years post transplant - two extra precious years that I'd never have had if it weren't for a very special person and their family. Because of them I've got to spend more time with my family and loved ones, as well as meet so many lovely new people too. Things are so different now, life is wild. Hand on heart I wake up so excited every day because I can't wait to see where the day will take me - it's definitely taken me on some adventures!

I speak sometimes about life not always being a smooth ride post transplant but that's ok because it's all worth it. It's not about trying to avoid anxious feelings but acknowledging them. From talking to others it appears that it seems to be part and parcel of post transplant life. So much of society suffers from anxiety and depression without having the added pressure of transplant and CF, I think I forget sometimes that they're not common things to happen to a person. I can be quite immersed in that world due to growing up with it, being in hospital and having lots of amazing transplant/CF friends which means I think that often I normalise it. I have to remind myself to take a step back at times and look at it from an 'outsider' point of view, then I realise that it's actually a huge fookin' deal! I still have bouts of depression now and then (February to April was really difficult) but on the whole I'm still having so much fun and am starting to be kinder to myself. Physical health issues have popped up in the last year but these lungs are still doing fabulously and are taking me places I'd never been before. It's been so great to progress in life rather than being stuck in the mud (or with sticky lungs) like I used to.

I still feel the same sentiments I'll link it here if you'd like to read. as it sums up all the feels - it's a quote from Lupita Nyong'o and although she was obviously talking about something else I felt her words were very relevant:

'It doesn't escape me for one moment that so much joy in my life is thanks to so much pain in someone else's.'

So here's to my donor and their family, who I think of daily but particularly more this week and sending all the love and gratitude. It's a cliche but there really are no words to thank them for what they've done for me and the opportunities and experiences I've had thanks to organ donation - the gift they've given is truly priceless and I'll be forever grateful. 






The Sunday Natter | On Difficult Friendships





It's been a funny old week - a health scare for someone I love very much perhaps made tensions high so behaviours from others that I'd usually ignore or make excuses for haven't been as tolerated as readily. I feel like sometimes I choose to not say anthing to keep the peace but this isn't always good because I don't want to be someone's proverbial punching bag or ego boost. When people do this I know they're only trying to bring me down a peg or two to make themselves feel better, so the problem lies totally with them. I know I for one don't feel like being very kind if I'm not feeling happy myself, which is really silly but human nature in a way. But I don't think that makes it ok.

I don't know if it's because I've been extra sensitive lately - to be honest having to go back on IVs for the first time since transplant shook me up a bit, when I was in hospital it meant I missed my exam and the last couple of weeks of my first year at uni and it's also super close to my two year transplant anniversary so that's been bringing up a lot of teary feelings too. So I've probably been taking little comments people have said to heart more than I might usually do, which I'm bearing in mind.

But the good news is I finally got to see a counseller at my transplant hospital after a year and a half of trying - perserverance pays off, friends. They originally sent someone to see me when I was in hospital but they came literally as I was high AF after my bronch. They asked what was bothering me but because I was quite off my head I was a bit like 'You mean in life? No, no, I'm mad fer it!' So they left me to it and sent someone else a few days later. At first I felt mega stupid and whiney, I was cringing so hard at myself but the person was so lovely and understanding I reckon I might actually get somewhere. They said the main thing I have to work on is being kinder to myself, I can be quite self critical even down the point where I blame myself for having a difficult recovery after transplant which is ridic because none of that was my fault at all.

So I think it will be helpful to sometimes maybe call someone out if they're saying something that's unkind towards me or to cut ties with people who don't really have anything nice to say to or about me. One big thing I've noticed is that silence speaks volumes and if your pals aren't celebrating your successes then they're not your people at all. Friends should call each other out when someone is being a dick and they should be able to take the piss but equally uplift and support one another and make each other feel like their best selves. I'm so lucky to have so many amazing people in my life who do just that that I'm even able to recognise when someone isn't and see it as being rather odd, but it doesn't make it less hurtful. Like I said, it generally says more about them than you but that doesn't mean it's something you have to tolerate - sometimes you have to put your own wellbeing first!

I'm worried this post totally comes off as a bit 'high-school' but navigating friendships can be tricky, particularly as an adult because our time becomes much more limited. But I guess this means it's all the more reason to hold on to special people as life gets stressier and to maybe cut off sources of negativity and unnecessary anxieties.

We get told so much to know our worth when it comes to romantic relationships but I think it should be applicable to platonic friendships too, as they can be just as intense! Make sure to surround yourself with the good eggs. 



A Catch Up




What a rollercoaster month.

Although of course the highs outweigh the lows! I'll share them through some snapshots, as that's cuter. Let's start with the fun stuff...





As you can see, all the very best things! The wedding was sooo beautiful, it probably couldn't have been any lovelier. But in between all of that, this happened too.


An emergency bronchoscopy and biopsy, which is where they put a camera down your throat to check out what's going on in your lungs and they also snip out a tiny bit of them to test for rejection. This is a fairly standard procedure post transplant but I've had a bit of a chest infection and my lung function went from around 80% to 60% which is, you know, not fab. Although it's kinda nuts how my worst currently was my best back in the day when I was a kid! So I had to stay in for a few days and then I was allowed home to do IVs (which you can read about here!) Thank goodness my port is still working, at 16 years old it's well on its last legs but it's still pulling through for me - it's the real MVP! I was put on colistin and meropenem, a real delightful combo that makes you itchy, give you pins and needles all over, dries your skin out but at the same time gives you the worst breakouts and the greasiest hair, dodgy vision, bad dreams and knocks you out amongst other things. IVs are antibiotic drugs that you adminster into your bloodstream, in my case it was three times a day for two weeks. I've not had to do them for nearly two years, pre transplant they were a huge part of my life as I had to do them every three months and then for the last two years before I got my new lungs I was on them almost permanently. So I feel sooo lucky I've not had to do them for so long! I was struggling a bit with the side effects (I swear I never used to, transplant has weakened me haha!) which is why I've been pretty absent from the blog. I'm off them now,  but I'm not 100% so I have three weeks to get better or it's back for another bronch! In the meantime I'm trying to get back to normal so I'll hopefully be back on here writing nonsense as usual!


Tell me about you, how've you been?



The Time Is Now



Hello, hello. I'd say something like long time no speak but in the grand scheme of things I guess it's not been too long at all. 

But how are ya? You good? I'm alright, I am now anyway. I wasn't for a little bit but I'm in such a happy mood currently and I'm feeling much more like my old self. I thought it'd be nice (and also a way to save £££ on therapy) to get the *feelings* down, even though God knows if anyone still reads an old fashioned blog these days. However I felt like this was only marginally less embarrassing than having a breakdown on YouTube...

Uni: Week 5


This week has been all werkwerkwerk. Kinda forgot about all the essays and presentations I'd have to be doing when I got here hahaha. I have Reading Week soon so I have a week to get as much stuff done as possible because I really don't fancy spending my week at home working because time spent with family and friends and Freddydog is something I'm definitely not going to compromise on! Alas I have decided to get ill again this weekend, which is just brill.

Uni: Week 4


This week has been about trying to get back into the swing of things after last week's little blip, hence the radio silence heree. I settled back into my uni house quicker than I thought I would after a week of home comforts but I'm really missing a decent kitchen/living area and a bath! Student houses are not the one.

Uni: Week 1, 2 & 3


I thought I'd start a new little series documenting life at university as a mature student juggling a chronic illness. I did a year of uni back when I was 18 and because I couldn't find much info other than 'It was the best experience ever!' and 'It's totally doable!' All very encouraging stuff but I needed to know about the practical things such as any help I might get or tips on how to keep up with the workload. I left uni after a year because I didn't like the course or university very much so didn't feel it was worth carrying on with as at the time my health started going a bit dodgy too. However this time round I'm doing something completely different at a different place that I absolutely love and of course I have new lungs too so I feel like this experience is going to be so much better! But again I couldn't find much info on doing uni with CF post transplant so maybe this will be my blog's niche hahaha. I'm no expert, I'm just learning as I go along, but hopefully someone may find these posts useful! I'm planning on doing these weekly but today I've had to cram three weeks into one but you'll see why.


A New Adventure!



Tomorrow is my first day of uni 2.0...I originally started this blog back in 2011(!) to document life at university whilst living with cystic fibrosis. Ironically CF put an end to that venture and as well my heart just wasn't in it, but as you may knowso now I'm attempting it again doing a different course at a different uni. There's absolutely no way I'd have guessed how things would turn out back when I began this blog! This is like a new beginning in a way and if, like me, you like things being neat and rounded my first day at uni (tomorrow) is actually exactly two years to  As someone who likes matching socks, even numbers and a colour co-odinated wardrobe I find this weirdly satisfying! On that day I was sitting in a wheelchair on oxygen - if only I could go back in time and tell myself and everyone that everything would be ok! I'll still be blogging about life at uni with CF but obviously this will be a bit different to before as although I'm sure it'll be very challenging still I think there'll be fewer difficulties this time round. I'm so excited!

Of course I'm using as my student card pic 😂

A Very Special Purchase


Liberty in London is one of my all time favourite stores and I just so happened to be in the area with a few hours to kill on the very day of my one year transplant anniversary. I popped in 'just to have a look' but ended up leaving with a purchase that is special in more ways than one...

Transplant - One Year On



Actually one year plus a bit more, but for someone who rambles a lot on here I was struggling to write this post. Also I try and keep the actual date quite vague for ethical reasons as I don't know anything about my donor or their family so it's out of respect for them. For those that are curious, as I've had a few people ask, I did send a letter a while back to the family which was really important to me as I wanted to thank them and let them know how grateful I am. I've yet to receive a reply but to be honest although it obviously would be lovely to know about them, if I never do that's ok as I could never ask them for anything more as they've given me so much already. They have given me, a total stranger, life. How bloody amazing is that? So for I really wanted to write a post celebrating that in honour of my donor and others who have given people like me a second chance of life as they're all total superheroes. You may wanna grab a cuppa and a snack too as this will be a long 'un but hey, it's Sunday! Hopefully you're doing nothing more than slobbing in your pyjamas and watching Sunday Brunch.


The Happy List #26


Ok so first of all I just want to say a big thank you for your lovely comments...I was super nervous about posting it but in real life I think I just blurt things out (I wish I didn't) so I suppose it's no different on here! But if it helped anyone going through the same thing, then good. I thought I'd write a Happy List to prove to you I'm not really a miserable bastard even though I am a bit because I should be in Spain right now but decided last minute not to go because I was just feeling really off. After a year of excellent health my body is back on its bullshit but then again, I've had a year of excellent health. Not since I was diagnosed with cystic fibrosis aged 2 have I had an entire year off antibiotics either IVs or tablets and that's something to celebrate and be thankful for. Over the past few weeks Harefield did all the tests but discharged me as an official medical mystery. I had a sense of deja vu because of all the weird symptoms so readbecause I write about all the *exciting* things that happen to me and now I feel like House himself because I may have solved the mystery that none of the doctors could solve after two weeks of every single test, even my discharge letter said 'inconclusive'. I'm half proud but also half scared because I don't want to wake up one morning with a giant ankle, especially as we're coming up to boot season. Plus I kinda don't wanna be allergic to any of the drugs I'm on as they're rather important so I'm hoping I'm just jumping to conclusions. I shall phone the doctors on Monday!  But anyway, onto the Happy List!

The 'pub' in my brother's garden named after the one and only Baby Florrie

An Honest Chat About Mental Health After Transplant


So yesterday I had a meltdown of epic proportions that would shame herself (or make her proud, I'm not quite sure actually.) The irony of getting upset about being ill making you even more ill so you end up in a ridiculous circle! Transplant doesn't magic away all of your problems, I still have CF so have some of the same issues and am now faced with new ones too. Of course life has improved so much, I'm so grateful to be able to do more and have this extra time so I think some people may read this and think I'm being so bratty! But I think it's important to talk about, so I will.



Where Are The Good Vibes?


I won't even lie to you, I'm feeling a little bit fed up. I'm not as patient as I was pre transplant but to be honest that's not surprising. New lungs are a second chance at life but I know I'm living on borrowed time still...it's not a negative thing, because I think it's given me a bit more of a get up and go attitude, I complain but really give less fooks about the state of my hair and face and it's made me braver. However I feel like every day I need to be doing something and making the most of it and when I can't it feels like a waste and I feel a bit anxious. Some people say 'Oh but what's a week of your life?' Quite a lot longer for me than it is for you actually, kinda like how one year for a human is seven years for a dog hahaha. 

A Mini Blip



Ok, so I might be making it sound more serious than it is but I am in Harefield Hospital currently as I came back from Ireland with a temp, headaches, extreme fatigue and a slight drop in lung function - boo! Although in all seriousness I was feeling very crummy and a little worried about it too to be honest and I never really worry about health things. I don't see it as something I have much control over other than how I feel about it and I don't worry about stuff until last minute when I have to - like I didn't worry really about end stage CF until I was in the literal end stage on life support and thought 'Oooh crap, maybe I am in trouble here!' hahaha and then I think I had a breakdown which was fun. There was a bit of hassle getting a bed so I think that this got left for far longer than it should have (although my CF clinic were absolutely brill, as always 💜) but saying that this isn't all Harefield's fault, they just don't have the money and resources that they deserve which is so frustrating for patients and staff alike. However that's a rant for another day! This post is all about me, lololol.

cystic fibrosis, lung transplant, post lung transplant, bronchoscopy, lung biopsy, harefield hospital
Looking rough but I'm not a morning person ok?! Am not used to these 6am wake up calls haha!

The Happy List #24


liberty flower market july 2017

Hi! So this week has been really, really great - I feel like I say this every week but that's no bad thing. Obviously there's bad moments that happen too but there's no point on dwelling on them because the way I see it I'm only here now because of somebody's last amazing act on earth. I plan to live for both of us and literally every moment for me is so exciting because I shouldn't be here now. If I were to spend the rest of my time being negative and unappreciative how ungrateful would that be? The chance I've been given is so rare and precious and it's a shame that some people just don't understand that. So I'll keep on being super happy about life because I'm so lucky and by celebrating life I'm celebrating my donor. It's a shame some people are completely missing the point and think I'm showing off or whatever but never mind. I know I've mentioned it before on Twitter but just thought I'd clear it up in case I'm coming across as braggy haha. On to the happy things! 

1. Being on the TV and radio. On Tuesday I was discussing organ donation with Sally Johnson, who is the Director of Organ Donation and Transplantation, on some local BBC radio stations and then the Channel 5 news in the evening. It was all live so I was totally out of my comfort zone but I just hope I helped them out in some way and didn't let anybody down! I still can't bring myself to watch it though, there's a reason I don't do YouTube haha! What an experience though and everyone was super nice. It's bloody fab that 50,000 people are alive in the UK today thanks to organ donation and the amazing selflessness of others but the sad fact is on average three people a day due to lack of donors. Please, please consider signing the register and having that conversation with your family to let them know your wishes.  

2. The best bargain ever. Ok well what I bought was still expensive but not compared to what they should have been! I have a post coming up on this so keep your eyes peeled. 

3. Charity shop haul. I always buy my books in charity shops but never really considered looking at the clothes but I found some right gems! I didn't try it all on so some of it doesn't suit me so I'll be donating them back but as everything was only like £1.50 it doesn't matter and it all goes to the British Heart Foundation - a cause that is, well, close to my heart! But I'll be showing you what I'm keeping soon. 

4. Time alone. My parents are on holiday (but back tomorrow yayayay) and while I've missed them I've been using the opportunity to Get Shit Done as I have no distractions (my mama and me always end up going out for lunch or shopping haha!) Mainly blogging stuff, I *think* I'm kinda going back to the kind of outfit pics I used to do but I get bored easily so that may change soon.

5. Liv and Lucy video. Absolute dream team! Two of my favourite bloggers made a vid on Olivia's channel, check it out here because it's so bloody good. Who doesn't want to see inside the wardrobe of Lucy Williams?  

6. Shoreditch night out. I couldn't stay for long and well done me for not getting silly drunk but still had the most fun! I thought it'd be awky as I only knew one person but it was actually great. We went to the Nomadic Community Gardens which is a really nice place to hang out on a summer eve.

7. Tidy room. Like it's so tidy I love it! I had a huge clearout and it's just lovely having so much space. Goodbye floordrobe!

8. Tickets for The Killers. They're a band I've loved since I was like 11 so I'm mega excited, you have no idea. It's not until November but I'm counting down the days!

9. £5 dream dress. I'm not sure I can pull it off or if it's a bit Halloweeny but in my head when worn with a leather jacket and long boots it's a bit Kate Moss/Florence Welch-esque if you squint hard enough and use your imagination haha. I've not bought off of Boohoo since I was a young teen but they had some surprisingly nice things onsite. I got the black (obvs) but it's also in khaki. Available here

10. Alexa Chung and me becoming besties. Ok not true but she liked a pic on insta and I think that makes us BFF's now (just let me have my moment please haha!)

How was your week? Was it fun? Tell me what the best thing about it was! 



The Happy List #20



so I thought I'd resurrect them on a Sunday! I feel like I've been out loads lately, it's been fun making up for lost time but maybe I need to slow down a little and find some balance because I feel a little bit rundown, plus I'm poor af right now hahaha. But I just get bored so easily so need a focus until I start uni so why not try and blog a bit more! I always feel a bit weird in the summer so it'll be kinda nice to have something to concentrate on. The thing is as well I've not been blogging much because I've been feeling so disconnected from it all and I just find the whole thing to be so weird sometimes. I'm happy doing my own thing but every now and then I feel a bit unsure of my place in this blogging world and I don't like this uneasy feeling, then again it's how I feel most of the time every where else anyway. But for now I'm happy just feeling like 'whatever' about it all and I'll just do me - it's all you can try and do innit?

March Goals




February was busy, busy, busy! Not complaining one bit though because I've been enjoying it. Pre-transplant a question I used to get asked a lot was 'Don't you get bored?' And I always answered no because I really didn't. I would literally sit in one room for weeks at a time attached to all sorts of machines and while I felt frustrated I'd not really say I was bored. I used to think I was just maybe a boring person haha but I realise now I was just so ill I had no energy to feel like doing anything! Now I'm better I always have to be doing something, now I can't bingewatch shows on Netflix because after an episode or two I have to leave the house or I'll go stir crazy. It's so weird! But again, not complaining one bit. Anyway, as for my I was a bit hit and miss. I um, quit the gym and instead bought a cinema card haha but I exercise at home every day anyway so I've proved to myself I can motivate myself to do it without having to pay for the gym. I did not shop less but I do have a nice little haul to show you! And while I didn't buy many beauty products last month (I'm still doing the empties challenge) what I did get has been cruelty-free, so at least I've managed that goal! Here is what I want to achieve this month...

1. No new clothes/products.

Ok so I know I said this last month but this time I mean it because I really can't afford to buy any more and keep on going out so something's gotta give! But I'm really happy with everything I have at the moment so I'm sure I'll survive a month without new things...

2. Work on my Etsy.

I'm so close to getting it all set up so a big goal for the month is to relaunch it! I have no massive plans for it, it's just something I loved doing so it'd be nice to run it again. 

3. Drink more water. 

Keeping up with still I'd like to drink more water. It's the only thing I really drink unless I go out so I'd like to see if I can cut out everything else all together but we shall see! 

4. Keep saying 'Yes' to more things.

I used to be the worst for sticking firmly in my comfort zone but this year I've been agreeing to more things from meeting new people to trying new things and it's paid off because I'm having a lot of fun! It's difficult, especially if you're a bit introverted like me, but so worth the 'risk'. 

5. Read more.

Not just books, but blogs too. I've neglected both recently (probably because I've been out more!) but it's something that I really miss so I'd like to make more of an effort with both. 

Ok, so what are your plans for March? Anything exciting?


Wondering What To Do With Life




Jacket |
Dress | Topshop (via Depop, )
Boots | Topshop ()
Bag | Kate Spade


So I utilized this wall in my garden again and got caught by my neighbour. He'll be 100(!) this year, isn't that bloody amazing? He's great and has all these stories, he knows so much but he was left perplexed by what I was doing and I think he just thought I was a bit bizarre. 

I've had one of those stressy nights where I've been up all night wondering what to do with life - funfunfun. In lots of ways I feel like I'm a little bit behind other people my age because of the age I was when I started to get really ill and I've been doing that ridiculous thing of comparison which is just completely stupid because my situation is different to someone else's. Not wanting excuses or anything, but it's just proof how you shouldn't compare as we don't know what someone else's story might be. 

Yoko Ono said that 'Time is a concept humans created' and I find myself going back to that quote often. Life isn't a race and you have to do what's best for you - it's so silly how we think we have to have a list of things achieved by a certain amount of time when we all know how unexpected life can be. I think I'll write more about this specifically to transplant but one plan isn't going to work for all of us! We're not made in a factory line, we're individual and all have our own unique journeys in life. Now if I could just take my own flippin' advice...






Sharing The Love




Coat | Uniqlo ()
Cardigan | GAP ()
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Jeans |
Shoes |
Necklace | Whistles ()
Bag | Kate Spade


A very casual look but it has been a long while since I wore a red lip sooo...kinda made an effort, no?  

Instead of rambling on about nonsense today I want to tell you about sharing her personal experience of organ donation. I think it was such a brave video for Claire to make and it made me emotional as it got me thinking about my own family. I was the lucky one as I don't remember much of the last week before I got my new lungs. Like I remember being a bit out of it asking my best friend if I was dying because I had my funeral plans in a hidden place and wanted to let someone know where they were  - she said no (the little liar) and we shared a pizza but I will never forget the look on her face. The look on everyone I loved faces during that time actually. I haven't spoken much about the time I was on ECMO because most of it is a blur but over the past few months memories have been coming back to me out of the blue. Actual ECMO is still a complete blank but I'm starting to remember conversations and just how everyone was trying to keep it together. They were brave and never showed me how scared they were but it must have been absolutely horrible, it's not something they will really discuss with me even now. Sometimes I feel like the recipient's families get a little forgotten about when organ donation is discussed but they really go through it too, just as much I'd say if not more so. I know I would go through everything again rather than see someone I love get that ill.

It was so interesting and different to hear from the perspective of a recipient's family and I'm so pleased Claire has used her platform and huge audience to raise awareness of such an important topic - I think it must have been very hard to film! It's a long video but an excellent one and I urge everyone to watch to see how organ donation doesn't transform just one life, but many. So go and share the love by !


The Happy List #12



So last week was a little bit sucky in parts, I had to go to hospital on Sunday for a CT scan and then had a bronchoscopy and biopsy booked for Tuesday. Except it got cancelled so I ended up having to stay until Saturday because I had it done Friday (I couldn't go home and come back or I'd lose the bed.) I'd explain the whole situation but it's loooong and also I'm sick of talking about it haha. but it's because I caught a bug on ECMO I need to be kept in isolation in the hospital. So it's difficult for me to get appointments and treatments that I need, even though I am now free of this bug. As much of a pain as it is it didn't affect my health, which is the good thing...I just hope one day there'll be a better system so I don't risk missing out on appointments and scans etc because obviously that's a bit of a worry. It feels absolutely silly to be writing about this after so much going wrong in the world lately but I just thought I'd give you a little explanation to demonstrate how life post-transplant isn't always an easy ride for a whole number of reasons! However there were also some lovely moments last week and I think it's important to remember them in times like this, to remind ourselves that there is good in the world.

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1. Mum discovering YouTube. She said if I was bored to go on it, 'you type in any song you want and there it is!' My heart couldn't take it, she is so pure.

2. Minimalism documentary. I watched this on Netflix and whilst some of it was a bit too extreme for me I found it super interesting to find out more about the concept. I actually have a whole post on this coming up (yes, really!)

3. Journey into Uxbridge. I'd not really explored the area around Harefield Hospital before so used my 'holiday' there as an excuse to check out the local shops (of course!) Was very good though and didn't buy a thing 💪

4. Reading. It was also an excellent chance to read some books, I read three in 5 days and I can't remember the last time I did that! I'll be reviewing them all on here I'm sure.

5. Kindness from staff. Like I said, the people at Harefield are amazing and the doctor was actually so kind to me I cried because I'm a massive sap!

Earrings made by me

6. LaLa Land. Because I was sad my stepdad came all the way to Harefield to take me to see LaLa Land and he hates the pictures 💖 the film was brilliant, when the opening sequence started I was thinking 'Oh gawd, this is gonna be horrendous!' but after that I loved every second. I don't think it'd have been half as good were it not for Emma Stone and Ryan Gosling (I love them both so much I went to see Gangster Squad and that was an awful, awful film.) They're not annoying (like half the cast of Mamma Mia) but they're not truly crap either (see: half the cast of Les Mis) which is what I think made it bearable. I am not a fan of musicals one bit usually but I would watch this again and again. Plus I think even my stepdad liked it because he didn't fall asleep! When I got back to the hospital the HCA asked me where I went and he said he'd been to one film in his life and he can't remember what it was. How is that possible hahaha!

7. Zizzi. We also went to Zizzi that day, I hadn't been for over a year so it was great to just eat all pasta. And the lemon meringue sundae - YUM.

8. Bronch. Well the best thing was the bronch all went well, I had in done in the theatres and I hadn't been there since I had my transplant so that was a bit strange (it's the only day I remember crystal clear over a period of about three months!) I saw a doctor I hadn't seen since ICU, I like seeing people from those days so they can see that I'm not actually a lunatic haha.

This jumper is now on depop!

9. Bad lip reading. I wish I could say I spent all the free time I had this week productively but the majority of it was spent on YouTube (I took my mum's advice haha!) watching people do that acapella thing and, which is one of the funniest but silliest things on the internet!

10. Depop. I've finally uploaded bundles of stuff on my depop, with lots of stripes, grey jumpers, denim, coats...search sickchickchic (of course) if you fancy having a lil' look. I'm open to offers as long as they're not silly haha!

Did you have a good week? I hope there were some happy moments amongst all the horridness - let me know!


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