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on being sick

I got sick again. I hate being sick so i cant function and i have to go to bed. Its not fair on me or the other people that rely on me. It all started last summer – date unknown. I’d had a cold for a few days – yes in the summer. Then one morning i woke up and i just couldnt breath. If i kept absolutely still i could just about cope. I did stay still for about 40 minutes until my daughter went to school she had an exam. Then i woke the next daughter and gave her the fright of her life by mumbling i cant breath get an ambulance. Which she did, which came very quickly with a very nice paramedic called Roy. They whisked me away to said casualty department where they treated it as asthma and it responded and in a few hours they let me home. However i still felt sick for several days afterwards.

So yesterday i got up to get ready for work and i felt a little breathless, nothing significant. I didnt feel unwell. Until i set off for work and i couldnt get my breath and i kept saying to myself this is not a good idea i need to go home. However like a good girl i went to work. Where i kept saying to my colleagues who are nurses i really cant breath but i really dont think they believed me. In the end i had to tell the boss i needed to go home i was too unwell. Which she had to let me.

My daughter managed to get me a doctors appointment, which i missed as it took me over 2 hrs to get from leeds to bradford. But i turned up at the doctors anyway. What i hadnt realised was that by the time i had got there my lips and my nose had turned blue. The very nice receptionist got me in with the on call doctor. He checked me over and took my temperature and declared i had a chest infection and a temperature of 38.7. Thats high. He gave me steroids just for a few days but as usual i am getting side effects with really bad joint pains and back pain. But they are helping me breath a bit better. I can now walk up half a flight of stairs without stopping however by the time i get to the top i need my inhaler, fast. I keep seeing myself in the bathroom mirror and thinking ‘yep’ you look sick.

As for work they just want to know when im coming back. For their information the doc said 10-14 days if im better by then.


Books I like …

Stepping out …

Could you really step out of the world?

What does that really mean?

Maybe it means different things to different people?

There is an old man that walks around Bradford and he has become known as the Jesus man. Is he Jesus? I would think not. However his attire is simple and his attitude meek. We could learn alot from this man just by watching him.

Many walked with the real Jesus and yet some were heard to exclaim ‘Is this not the carpenter’s son?’ (Matt 13:55) It would of been so easy for Jesus to have just been a carpenter’s son. The son of Mary, but he knew from an early age who he was and the work that he had to do for all of us. I think sometimes we forget that he had a choice too but he fulfilled all that the Father had given Him and he won the prize.

Jesus says come follow me, be even has I am. In a world turned sour from too much excess it is time to turn away from the world and expect less but give more. In the world there are many that gorge themselves on too much and yet others starve because of too little. Many are homeless and not by choice. Families are ripped apart because of money and the fact that parents dont feel that being who they are and giving of themselves is enough.

Jesus greatest gift to us whilst we live is love. Everything he did, he did because he loved the people he served and we should love the people we serve and that service should start with our families. It shouldnt be a chore to serve no matter who we serve.

So how do you step out of the world? Three things:

Love the people you serve and show it

Be grateful for that which you have

Stop spending money for that which is of no worth.

PS I bought chocolate – flakes – pink ones – its been a very stressful week but no books 🙂

100 days, 100 nights read about 50 pages and gave up very odd 🙂

sister’s gift – well written girlie book

Sad things

My Dad and Mum’s dog died on Monday. He was called Robin. He was old, 90 at least in human years the vet said and he had cancer. They were just hoping for a little more time. But he know it was time and he quietly slipped away with my Dad by his side. Knowing he was loved and would be missed.

We dont have any more time then today and even though we cant dwell on the fact that all of those we hold dear and we love with all our hearts will one day pass through the door of death into another life. For life there is just through that door, where we will all meet again and spend all eternity together. This life is but a moment a time of forgetting, a time to gain an earthly body, to find God the Father and His Son Jesus Christ and to come to know them and to walk by faith nothing wavering, one step at a time.

We have had so much sorrow and heartache in this family this year and as the year comes to an end we remember those who have gone on before us leaving us bereft even though i know they wouldnt want us to be. How great will be our joy when we see them all again but until then i bid them adieu.

William Eddie Friday 1937-4 Dec 2009

John (Jack) Sumner 1931 – 28 Nov 2009

Stephen S Clease 1951 – 28 Nov 2009

Danielle Leah Heggarty 26 Dec 1987 – 8 Dec 2009

Alfred Tennant 1943 – 29 Jul 2010

and a few pets – Robin, Peter Rabbit and Beckham Rabbit

What a crazy year.

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