Up The Farway Tree

The Wedding

Well, I have just about recovered from the wedding - it was a great weekend and I had a lovely time. I was a bit stressed trying to get packed on Friday - not only deciding what clothes to take, but trying to make sure I had packed all my regular medication, IV antibiotics, oxygen concentrator and portable cylinders and another list of things we would need should I get 'the call' over the weekend. The car boot looked like we had packed for a fortnight instead of a weekend, but we got there in the end.

We arrived in time for the BBQ, and it was a nice relaxed evening, giving everyone a chance to catch up before the big day itself. For those who don't know, the bride was my university flat mate Anna, who I met on my first day in halls of residence and shared a flat with for the rest of university. We basically lived in a big town house at uni - there were 4 girls in the basement, including me, and 6 boys upstairs, including Andrew. We called it "The Flat" and it was a strange set up I suppose, with so many of us sharing, but it did mean there was always someone to talk to, and plenty of socialising. Anyway, all our flatmates were invited to the wedding, so it was great to catch up with everyone and it felt like old times.

The wedding itself was on the Saturday. I was so glad we were staying at the hotel, as it gave me plenty time to get organised before we headed off to the church. The service was lovely, with Anna's mum singing a beautiful psalm and her bridesmaid playing a solo on the flute. Afterwards, we all went back to the hotel for some drinks before the meal in the evening. The meal was lovely, and despite having a poor appetite at the moment, I cleared my plate without difficulty (Andrew was disappointed because I usually leave some for him). After the meal, there was a ceilidh band, and although I obviously couldn't dance, I enjoyed watching everyone else making a complete fool of themselves and the music was excellent. To top of a lovely evening there was a firework display in the grounds of the hotel, which finished the day on a high note.

On the Sunday, we were all invited over to Anna's mum's house for a buffet lunch, so it was a nice chance to chat about the wedding and start to unwind. The wedding was very close to where Andrew's parents live, so we popped in for a coffee before heading back up the road, collecting Seb from his granny's on the way. He looked mildly pleased to see us, but wasn't really that fussed about coming home. Charming.

Yesterday and today have been spent recuperating, which is a nice way of saying, I have not moved from the sofa. I feel that the IV's are starting to work now and my chest is getting clearer, so fingers crossed that this course will set me back on the right track. I still have almost a whole week left, so plenty time to see even more improvement. I have increased the dose of the weight inducing medication again, so have started putting weight back on, and certainly don't even look as if I lost any at all now. The headaches I was getting in the mornings have also cleared up, so my lungs are obviously feeling a bit happier now. Long may it continue...

I will leave you with a couple of photos from the weekend..

The Happy Couple!

Me and Andrew