Up The Farway Tree

I can't believe it. Not only has my chest continued to get worse despite the antibiotics, but yesterday morning I woke up with some kind of cold/viral thing. Obviously the virus just has to run its course, but I've also started another oral antibiotic to try and clear my chest up. I am keeping everything crossed that it does the trick as I just can't bear the thought of going back onto IVs just now. The doctor has also suggested a different regime for the antibiotics I take long term, in the hope that it gives me a bit longer between infections, so it will be interesting to see if that makes a difference.

Between starting to feel worse and getting a cold, I did manage another shopping trip with mum. Good to see I have all my priorities right eh? We took my wheelchair this time, which was an interesting experience. It did make things a lot easier, as I didn't have to worry about the breathlessness and getting exhausted, however it was also quite frustrating at times. It wasn't so much the idea of people looking at me or anything like that, but more the awkwardness of trying to look at things when you are a) at a lower level than most of the shelves/rails and b) your position is under the control of whoever is pushing the chair. It really was like a "Little Britain" sketch at times, with me shouting in a loud voice (and pointing) "Over there" and "I want that". I had to speak in a loud voice, since I had my back to mum and she couldn't hear me, but unfortunately it did make it seem like I either had a hearing problem or was just a bit rowdy. Poor mum was exhausted by the end of the afternoon after pushing me and carrying all the bags. She was a very good wheelchair driver though and only ran over one persons toes. It was a cramped aisle and I think the person had abnormally big feet...

I was going to leave you with some more photos, but since you were all so juvenile about the last ones, I don't think I will bother ;-)