Saturday, 29 January 2011
Partying, death and waiting
Sitting in my pj's wrapped up in bed. This is how i spend most mornings and early afternoon as it would now be. I hate mornings, I really do, temperatures, aches, terrible breathing and generally shittiness are what wakes me. Iv had a very strange week health wise, alot of ups and downs, moments when i really thought i should be in hospital and others when iv felt pretty good. I went out last Saturday night and iv got to say iv never been more proud of my little lungs, they did me proud, not only was i able to walk around loads, a rarity for me, I usually just get to breath less to stand for long, but i danced, I danced alot. I had to concentrate on me breathing alot but that doesn't matter i was still dancing! I got incredible drunk, with my yeovil girlys and had a generally great time.