Christmas time part-two

I had made plans a few months ago to spend the weekend of the 28Th December with J's mum and her husband so we were all very happy that it was still going ahead, so oxygen had been delivered to their house on the Thursday and there was enough leading to get me around the whole house and we had emergency cylinders and portable cylinders so everything was in place. My mum helped me pack my suitcase - well i say helped me she packed the whole thing whilst i watched and pointed at various items i wanted to take with me. I took so much stuff I looked like I was going away for a very long time but everything I took I needed, I was picked up by Colin J's step dad- he loaded everything into the boot for me and off we went.
I had a little tickly cough when I woke that morning and it didn't feel like a CF cough so I brought some cough medicine and thought that would help. When we got to their house it was all very lovely, their house is always very tidy, nothing out of place and they had a nice new carpet fitted so it looked even more so. We had lots of tea, chatted loads, they played the Wii (i still have not much energy so haven't had the courage to play - I think I'm a little bit scared of not knowing how out of breath i will get but I need to give it ago sometime otherwise it'd be a big waste of money) and had dinner, by this time I felt a little poorly so I went upstairs for abit but I didn't come back downstairs as I was sick and feeling quite rotten by this time, so I just watched some TV and went to bed, the next morning was pretty much the same I woke up with absolutely no energy, felt awful, felt a little dizzy, drowsy and had this rather annoying cough, i had a high temperature of 38.3 and thought I'd feel abit better later on, but I didn't, so I made the decision to go home. Everyone was so lovely, they packed up my bags for me and helping me so much I couldn't have asked for anything more, I was quite scared as I'd never actually felt like this before and I asked J to carry me to the car and Annie to call my mum and ask her to call the hospital as I defiantly needed to come back in. Whilst in the car J held my hand and it was lovely to have his support but I realised how scary this all must be for him - yes he's seen me poorly before and in hospital but he's never seen me sick and needing constant help from someone else and this must have been quite a shock to him. We arrived back at my house and just swapped my things from one car to another and I kissed everyone and off we went to the hospital. Once I arrived it was half 7, I had an x-ray, bloods done and various other samples done and the decision was made (finally) to change my drugs and the Dr said it had a viral infection and a low sodium level and was dehydrated so I was connected to a sodium chloride drip for 48 hours to help me feel better. So two days on I am slowly feeling better but I feel so tired and just like I've been completely wiped out, but hopefully things will pick up in the new year.

I think this new years eve I will be asleep before midnight.

Have a a fabulous 2008.