Archive | September, 2011

Today: Progress Halted.

21 Sep

You may remember a couple of weeks ago i stated I was starting a new diet and exercise regime?

Well It has been 3 weeks since then, I had managed to build up my running from half a mile every day to managing to run the mile!

However due to some fault that not even the doctor knows what it is, i started suffering from harsh breathing problems. I had to be put on steroids for 5 days (6 tablets a day..) Which fixed the problem temporarily. I managed to build myself back up to run the mile once, before i started withdrawing from the steroids which made me throw up every hour or so, leaving me dehydrated. I started suffering the same breathing problems again the next day so I had to go back to the Doc to sort it out. Thankfully i took my mum who had written down every symptom i had had. After almost fainting in the chair whilst the Dr was listening to my breathing, he thinks there is an infection on the right side of my chest.

Current prognosis is Infection induced Asthma, I am on 500mg tablets of Clarithromycin (twice a day) and 5mg of Prednisolone (6 times a day). Along with my 10mg of Citalopram (Panic Disorder), 10mg of Cetrizine (hayfever) and the good old contraceptive pill means im pretty much taking a pharmacy of drugs a day. O and the Ibuprofen for the headache caused by dehydration.

I’m so annoyed at all of this because I had managed to lose 5lbs in the space of a week, (nothing shifted for 3 weeks then suddenly it all went) and I was feeling better about myself having managed to run through my ankle pains to make the mile. Now I can hardly walk up and down the stairs without being so out of breath I have to sit down.

Apparently my blood pressure is the definition of perfect, my O2 SATS are at 97% and my pulse is 58bpm. So I’m healthy in every other sense of the word, I just can’t breathe normally.

My plan now is to walk the dog 0.75miles for 2 days, then try running half a mile and walking dog for 2 days, then run 0.75 miles and walk the dog for 2 days, then try the mile and walking dog for 2 days before upping my distance again (as that’s when the steroids should have done their work). The antibiotics are for 7 long dreary alcohol-free days, (It says it in the leaflet I can’t drink… DOH!) then I have a follow up appointment on Monday at 11am.

Hopefully someone will know what’s wrong with me.

And for the record I’m not pregnant/with child/spawning the devil. I’m just frustratingly Ill.

 

Today: Dear Jean-Louise

18 Sep

Dear Jean-Louise,

It’s been a while i know, and i can only apologise for what has been only a stalking and fleeting glance at your facebook page whenever you post something new. I would like to say thank you for this, as your Harry Potter status’s and the comments that follow do put a grand smile on my face, a rare sight these days.

I believe I should start with what I have done since shall we say January? I turned the old age of 22, managed to secure myself a man of grand standing (and younger age!) for life. The ring is gorgeous and as of August 2013 I will no longer be associated with the name ‘Parfitt‘ – on paper of course. You are of course invited (with an additional person of your choice) to the celebration, we’re planning an open bar!

I have graduated, averaging a suitable 55.5%, a 2:2 honors degree. I read Physics and Astronomy and my o my do I have no idea what to do with the rest of my life! The hunt for employment is long and hard over this side of the Atlantic, So hard I have had to start receiving job-seeking benefits to the sum of ~ £50 per week, a sum to tie me over and keep me occupied, however not one to provide for oneself! So I have moved back into my parents dwelling till such time as I can provide for myself, also, so that I may live with my toy-boy, who still has one remaining year left of his studying before he begins the pursuit of teaching.

I believe that brings us all upto date on the major events that have happened. I miss the Americas, I hope to come and visit again when the F1 turns up in Texas, or perhaps when I decide to actually visit LA.  No matter where I go however, you can rest assured that I will come and visit you for at least a couple of days.

Kind Love,

Miss H. Parfitt