So my overly-energetic aunt got in for the London Marathon, and is running it for CF!!! She is trying to raise 2000 pounds (can't find the GBP symbol!) this time!!! Please visit her page at
http://www.justgiving.com/anneliewhitfield....
So today is the day I REALLY woke up and got off the ventilator... 5 days after the op. Can't believe I was under for that long! Have to add though that I think they sedated me for longer because I kept on trying to pull stuff out of me and was very restless... anyway... it's strange to think it was only a year ago, as so much has happened. And yet it also feels like just the other day. On the 28th, the Monday, they took me outside for the first time, wheelchair, drainage tubes, drips and all. BUT without Oxygen. It was very strange for a couple of reasons. Firstly, I was WITHOUT O2. I did sometimes go without it for short periods of time, but at sea level only, not at such a high altitude. So that was wierd. Also, I've never really experienced a Joburg summer before, and the air had that sunny humidness before a thunderstorm, that I've become to know pretty well by now. Since it's obviously the same weather conditions now, I often walk to the shops during lunch-time and experience that same humidity (which in itself is strange for JHB, where the air is usually dry), and it takes me right back to that afternoon in Milpark Hosp's little garden court-thingy.
Work's been busy this week, not much to report. Rib pain better. Bruises still look disgusting. Chris and I are having coffee with an old Varsity friend of mine and his fiance (who I haven't met)... should be interesting. Going to their wedding in April. Have to go finish supper now though, so bye!
So today is the day I REALLY woke up and got off the ventilator... 5 days after the op. Can't believe I was under for that long! Have to add though that I think they sedated me for longer because I kept on trying to pull stuff out of me and was very restless... anyway... it's strange to think it was only a year ago, as so much has happened. And yet it also feels like just the other day. On the 28th, the Monday, they took me outside for the first time, wheelchair, drainage tubes, drips and all. BUT without Oxygen. It was very strange for a couple of reasons. Firstly, I was WITHOUT O2. I did sometimes go without it for short periods of time, but at sea level only, not at such a high altitude. So that was wierd. Also, I've never really experienced a Joburg summer before, and the air had that sunny humidness before a thunderstorm, that I've become to know pretty well by now. Since it's obviously the same weather conditions now, I often walk to the shops during lunch-time and experience that same humidity (which in itself is strange for JHB, where the air is usually dry), and it takes me right back to that afternoon in Milpark Hosp's little garden court-thingy.
Work's been busy this week, not much to report. Rib pain better. Bruises still look disgusting. Chris and I are having coffee with an old Varsity friend of mine and his fiance (who I haven't met)... should be interesting. Going to their wedding in April. Have to go finish supper now though, so bye!