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I'm home - Yippee!!!!
Thanks to my lovely brother who did a bit of a detour (was driving to mums from Norfolk so went via Londons west end...lol) I walk through my front door by 3pm on Friday and it was wonderful. My mum and Bob (her partner) had been round and cleaned the house (hubby had been living as a bit of a bachelor for 2 weeks on takeaways and junk...lol) and my 2 cats were there to greet me. I just sat down on my sofa for a while and enjoyed being back in my own space.
My quiet enjoyment of being home didn't last long though, as the word had obviously gone out that i'd escaped and the phone never stopped ringing.
A few hours later my wonderful husband walked through the door. The look of love, relief and longing written all over his face. I think he missed me....lol He tried so hard not to appear down whilst I was in hospital but I knew he was and that he wasn't coping so well but i'm home now.
He said for me to grab my coat as we're going out for dinner (There was no food in the house as he'd not had time to go shopping AND whilst i'd been in hospital i'd been craving food from my favorite Italian restaurant).
I have to admit, after 2 weeks of hospital food (and the Brompton has some of the best hospital food i've tasted) my Italian meal was the best ever. I had Mushrooms in a gorgonzola sauce and veal with spinich in a 4 cheese sauce (guess who's been craving cheese...lol).
I love being back in my own bed too. I never sleep very well when not at home and although I still don't think i've fully caught up on all the sleepless nights I had whilst in hospital, i'm definitely getting there...lol
Anyway, Valentines day started with a lovely kiss from my husband follow by the most enormous valentines day card. I then noticed how cold the house was. Aaarrrggghhhhh!!!! The boilers had a giddy and not come on. No heat, no hot water and we need to leave the house in 2 hours.
Hubby goes and has words with the boiler, I go and put several layers of dressing gowns, socks, blankets around me and go down stairs to start "my routine" of pills, inhalers, nebs and physio.
Thanks very much to Moonpig, I also managed to arrange for a valentines day card for my hubby which he was totally taken aback by, which also seemed to calm him down afetr his argument with the boiler....lol
Anyway, come 9.15 and only 15 mins late, we left the house to go and pick up some friends to go to the Kent Ideal Homes Exhibition.
We were hoping that there would be lots of kitchen and bathroom people or building companies or companies that do solar or wind power that can be incorporated into a build but there wasn't really. There were 2 small kitchen companies and 1 company that did worktops, the rest were companies selling gadgets and face creams, saucepans and prints.
We had a good look around and somehow managed to spend a silly amount of money on kitchen gadgets and also bought some yummy parmigiano and parma ham and then headed off to get some lunch at a local pub.
We dropped off our friends and headed home so hubby could watch the rugby. As it finished we both ended up running around like headless chickens as we were running late for our Valentines dinner......that and as i'm on steroids at the moment, i'm retaining a lot of water so nothing seems to fit so clothing is an issue).
Anyway, thanks to my trust wrap around dress JUST fitting, we were off.
The restaurant has just been through a complete refurb and it now looks amazing. As we arrived we had a coats taken and shown to our table. I was then presented with a valentines teddy bear (which we've called Alan) at then offered cocktails. The food was out of this world. I had a crab and salmon ravioli in a crab bisque as a starter, hubby had venison carpaccio with figs and rocket. I then had fillet steak with Charlotte potatoes and hubby had calves liver and to finish I had this amazingly rich chocolate and cherries with Kirsch concoction, while hubby had the good old cheese board.
It was delicious.
Anyway going to leave it there as i'm about to head out an see my sister. Will blog again later Bye x
Monday, 16 February 2009
Thursday, 12 February 2009
An end in sight!!!
Well it finally looks like i'm gonna escape the Big Brompton Hospital - TOMORROW!!!!! YAY
Don't get me wrong, they are absolutely amazing here (special shout out though to Charlotte the Physio, Good luck with dissertation, Steve the nurse, thanks for the chinese food and of course Dr. Gyi and Dr Bilton who are just lovely), but there's no place like home.
I managed to cycle, on and off for 1 1/2 on Wednesday and together with the higher dose of dnase helping me to shift the demon "YUCK", i'm hoping my lung function will begin to climb.
I've had another 2 sets of hunt the vein for bloods over the last 2 days. Yesterdays was to look at my infection rates and general bits and bobs and todays was to establish a post level for the Itraconazole I take to ensure that a) i'm absorbing enough of it and b) i'm not doing damage to my liver.
The big ward round finally made it round to me at 4.30 pm on Wednesday and it's been decided that my symptoms are similar to that of an asthmatic as well as my CF issues. So i've now been put on a drug called Singulair. This should stop my airways feeling like the close down when I exercise or when the cold air hits me. Will let you know how I get on with this.
Steve the nurse mentioned on Tuesday night that as it was the night shifts last night on Wednesday, they were gonna celebrate with a chinese and would I like to order some as well. Well after nearly 2 weeks of hospital food (although as hospital food goes this hospital is probably one of the best) there was no hesitation. So as 10 pm last night I tucked into sweet and sour chicken hong kong style and plain chow mein with beansprouts.....YUM!!!!
Again go little sleep last night (think i'm gonna sleep for a week when I get home) so had a pretty lazy morning today. Had it confirmed that I am going home tomorrow and even managed to get pharmacy to sort out all my meds ready for tomorrow so hopefully no waiting.
I now have an exercise and physio plan to help increase my fitness and hopfully lung function too and the dietician has also popped in some info on healthy eating for me.
So, i'm now on countdown with 3 sets of IV's to go until home time and the time is just dragging now....like it always does. My brother has kindly offered to collect me and drive me home as he's passing anyway, which is perfect. Everything just seems to be falling into place.
I want to thank 2 special ladies who have kept me sane whilst i'm been in the BBH by Twittering with me at all hours of the day and night.....THANK YOU Lampie and Sweetheart....will be back on Twitter later for a chat....lol
Well that's me for now, will chat more later
xxx
Don't get me wrong, they are absolutely amazing here (special shout out though to Charlotte the Physio, Good luck with dissertation, Steve the nurse, thanks for the chinese food and of course Dr. Gyi and Dr Bilton who are just lovely), but there's no place like home.
I managed to cycle, on and off for 1 1/2 on Wednesday and together with the higher dose of dnase helping me to shift the demon "YUCK", i'm hoping my lung function will begin to climb.
I've had another 2 sets of hunt the vein for bloods over the last 2 days. Yesterdays was to look at my infection rates and general bits and bobs and todays was to establish a post level for the Itraconazole I take to ensure that a) i'm absorbing enough of it and b) i'm not doing damage to my liver.
The big ward round finally made it round to me at 4.30 pm on Wednesday and it's been decided that my symptoms are similar to that of an asthmatic as well as my CF issues. So i've now been put on a drug called Singulair. This should stop my airways feeling like the close down when I exercise or when the cold air hits me. Will let you know how I get on with this.
Steve the nurse mentioned on Tuesday night that as it was the night shifts last night on Wednesday, they were gonna celebrate with a chinese and would I like to order some as well. Well after nearly 2 weeks of hospital food (although as hospital food goes this hospital is probably one of the best) there was no hesitation. So as 10 pm last night I tucked into sweet and sour chicken hong kong style and plain chow mein with beansprouts.....YUM!!!!
Again go little sleep last night (think i'm gonna sleep for a week when I get home) so had a pretty lazy morning today. Had it confirmed that I am going home tomorrow and even managed to get pharmacy to sort out all my meds ready for tomorrow so hopefully no waiting.
I now have an exercise and physio plan to help increase my fitness and hopfully lung function too and the dietician has also popped in some info on healthy eating for me.
So, i'm now on countdown with 3 sets of IV's to go until home time and the time is just dragging now....like it always does. My brother has kindly offered to collect me and drive me home as he's passing anyway, which is perfect. Everything just seems to be falling into place.
I want to thank 2 special ladies who have kept me sane whilst i'm been in the BBH by Twittering with me at all hours of the day and night.....THANK YOU Lampie and Sweetheart....will be back on Twitter later for a chat....lol
Well that's me for now, will chat more later
xxx
Tuesday, 10 February 2009
Breathe, Blow, Cycle and Shop!!
Day 11 in the Big Brompton Hospital and Vix is REALLY TIRED...lol
While some of the more mundane day to day goings on in hospital life are still.....going on, I have had, all to brief, experiences of the normal world coming to visit me.
On Saturday my wonderful husband came up to visit and we managed to get permission to escape from the ward for a few hours.....which was absolute bliss. He took me shopping in Harrods where we fought our way through the crowds to experience the decadence of the food halls (where I bought a lovely tiger prawn salad for my tea) and then to a yummy Italian restaurant for lunch. I've been craving Italian food since being in hospital So hubby treated me to the most delicious funghi grigliati al gorgonzola and a bruscheetta al pomodoro while hubby had calzone.
All too soon it was time to be back on the ward. Soon after getting back my wonderful hubby had to go (to beat the traffic about to spurt out from the football match down the road at Stamford Bridge) and drive the 90 miles back to our house.
Have to admit I did feel quite down after he left so I want to say thank you to all of you lovey YAYW and Twitter ladies who cheered me up no end.
Sundays rounds of med's, and gerneral chaos began along with a rather delicious cooked breakfast (in hospital...can you believe it) followed by a lovely visit from hubbys parents. They kindly travelled all the way up from Portsmouth to see me and bring me a few bits and bobs i'd forgotten. We had a good old natter and put the world to rights and before we knew it 3hours had passed and they had to go to get their train.
Thought i'd take this opportunity to get a little bit of extra sleep (still being kept awake by the nurses buzzers and a mother/carer (who is staying in the same room as her sick son) who thinks it's ok to talk really lound and laugh and cackle all night) Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhhh!!! So giving up on that idea I settled back to watch some TV to then be told that I'm going to have to pack everything up as i'm changing rooms!! Why? Well the ward is having a refurb and my rooms being done tomorrow. OK, so I start packing. 10 mins in, one of the nurses comes passed and asks what i'm doing (der, what does it look like...lol) only to be told that i'm NOT moving tonight as there are no privacy blinds on the room i'm moving into (it's been refurbed) so will have to move tomorrow once that's been done. Second Aaaarrrggghhhhhhh!!!! of the day. I basically tidy up everything i've pulled out, sit back and take the rest of Sunday easy.
Monday (still without a good nights sleep) and I've had doc's come round for a review, physio doing several breathing exercises as well as a O2 saturation test (I cycle and they see if you oxygen levels drop too much) the psychiatrist come round for a bit of a counselling session and the nurses, cleaners and food tech's doing what they do but I still haven't moved rooms. So come 4pm I decided to settle back and see if I can pinch a couple of hours sleep. Wrong!! My room is now ready for me to move into AND it's on the opposite side of the hospital. Great. So between me and the poor nurse who drew the short straw, we drag, carry and hoiked my things right around the hospital. En route I bumped into an old CF mate who I met on a previous in-mate stay (Hi Amy) and we had a good old natter and compared health whilst I unpacked.
Hoped with a new room would come new sleeping pattern...even a good night s sleep???
WRONG!!!!! I probably would have done if it wasn't for one thing. There is a really sick patient in the room opposite me and they have their family staying with them (day and night) to the extent that there is a sofa bed in permanent situ there which means they can't close their door. Down side, they enjoy their TV....a lot.....'til 3 am a lot and i've gotta be up a 6!!!
I'm not gonna drone on to much more as not a great deal happened today except for a new piece of kit physio has goven me to help clear the yuck from my chest. It's called a Pari Sole N and basically nebulises warm steam. I have to admit, I do feel better for it. So that together with more bloods, and spirometry has pretty much summed up my days. It's the big ward rounds tomorrow so am keeping everything crossed for an escape date of Friday.....I need my own bed, if nothing else...lol.
Anyway i'll stop waffling now, thanks for reading....if you still are...lol
Chat soon
xxx
While some of the more mundane day to day goings on in hospital life are still.....going on, I have had, all to brief, experiences of the normal world coming to visit me.
On Saturday my wonderful husband came up to visit and we managed to get permission to escape from the ward for a few hours.....which was absolute bliss. He took me shopping in Harrods where we fought our way through the crowds to experience the decadence of the food halls (where I bought a lovely tiger prawn salad for my tea) and then to a yummy Italian restaurant for lunch. I've been craving Italian food since being in hospital So hubby treated me to the most delicious funghi grigliati al gorgonzola and a bruscheetta al pomodoro while hubby had calzone.
All too soon it was time to be back on the ward. Soon after getting back my wonderful hubby had to go (to beat the traffic about to spurt out from the football match down the road at Stamford Bridge) and drive the 90 miles back to our house.
Have to admit I did feel quite down after he left so I want to say thank you to all of you lovey YAYW and Twitter ladies who cheered me up no end.
Sundays rounds of med's, and gerneral chaos began along with a rather delicious cooked breakfast (in hospital...can you believe it) followed by a lovely visit from hubbys parents. They kindly travelled all the way up from Portsmouth to see me and bring me a few bits and bobs i'd forgotten. We had a good old natter and put the world to rights and before we knew it 3hours had passed and they had to go to get their train.
Thought i'd take this opportunity to get a little bit of extra sleep (still being kept awake by the nurses buzzers and a mother/carer (who is staying in the same room as her sick son) who thinks it's ok to talk really lound and laugh and cackle all night) Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhhh!!! So giving up on that idea I settled back to watch some TV to then be told that I'm going to have to pack everything up as i'm changing rooms!! Why? Well the ward is having a refurb and my rooms being done tomorrow. OK, so I start packing. 10 mins in, one of the nurses comes passed and asks what i'm doing (der, what does it look like...lol) only to be told that i'm NOT moving tonight as there are no privacy blinds on the room i'm moving into (it's been refurbed) so will have to move tomorrow once that's been done. Second Aaaarrrggghhhhhhh!!!! of the day. I basically tidy up everything i've pulled out, sit back and take the rest of Sunday easy.
Monday (still without a good nights sleep) and I've had doc's come round for a review, physio doing several breathing exercises as well as a O2 saturation test (I cycle and they see if you oxygen levels drop too much) the psychiatrist come round for a bit of a counselling session and the nurses, cleaners and food tech's doing what they do but I still haven't moved rooms. So come 4pm I decided to settle back and see if I can pinch a couple of hours sleep. Wrong!! My room is now ready for me to move into AND it's on the opposite side of the hospital. Great. So between me and the poor nurse who drew the short straw, we drag, carry and hoiked my things right around the hospital. En route I bumped into an old CF mate who I met on a previous in-mate stay (Hi Amy) and we had a good old natter and compared health whilst I unpacked.
Hoped with a new room would come new sleeping pattern...even a good night s sleep???
WRONG!!!!! I probably would have done if it wasn't for one thing. There is a really sick patient in the room opposite me and they have their family staying with them (day and night) to the extent that there is a sofa bed in permanent situ there which means they can't close their door. Down side, they enjoy their TV....a lot.....'til 3 am a lot and i've gotta be up a 6!!!
I'm not gonna drone on to much more as not a great deal happened today except for a new piece of kit physio has goven me to help clear the yuck from my chest. It's called a Pari Sole N and basically nebulises warm steam. I have to admit, I do feel better for it. So that together with more bloods, and spirometry has pretty much summed up my days. It's the big ward rounds tomorrow so am keeping everything crossed for an escape date of Friday.....I need my own bed, if nothing else...lol.
Anyway i'll stop waffling now, thanks for reading....if you still are...lol
Chat soon
xxx
Saturday, 7 February 2009
Invitation instructions
Just a quick blog tonight but i've had a few ladies (hello torsie, sal and sweetheart85) asking for directions on making my invitations (see pic below) Hope these help.
The basic pocket fold is made out of a large A1 piece of paper (lots of colours in places like hobbycraft). I folded the paper (so the longest sides are horizontal to you) like a bit fan to create several strips (I think I got about 7-8 strips per sheet) and used a ruler to get a really crisp fold. Then used a knife to rough cut out the strips. I then folded each of the sections (remember to include the little lip at the bottom for the envelope and info to sit in) and once folded to shape, cut away the raw edges with a guillotine.
That was probably the biggest part to get right (and straight).
The snowflake pattern was made my getting a snowflake stamp, clear embossing ink and using embossing powder (loads of colours and glitters etc). You stamp the ink on the card, sprinkle the powder on, tap off the excess then you use a heating tool (like a hairdryer but hotter...can get at craft shops too) and fix the powder to the card.
The rest was just printing on my printer in fixing it to card to create a border and some rigidity (you'll need loads of double sided tape.....cheapest I found was the pound shops).
Hope that helps ladies. Good luck with your invitations (would love to see how they turn out)
Chat soon
xxx
The basic pocket fold is made out of a large A1 piece of paper (lots of colours in places like hobbycraft). I folded the paper (so the longest sides are horizontal to you) like a bit fan to create several strips (I think I got about 7-8 strips per sheet) and used a ruler to get a really crisp fold. Then used a knife to rough cut out the strips. I then folded each of the sections (remember to include the little lip at the bottom for the envelope and info to sit in) and once folded to shape, cut away the raw edges with a guillotine.
That was probably the biggest part to get right (and straight).
The snowflake pattern was made my getting a snowflake stamp, clear embossing ink and using embossing powder (loads of colours and glitters etc). You stamp the ink on the card, sprinkle the powder on, tap off the excess then you use a heating tool (like a hairdryer but hotter...can get at craft shops too) and fix the powder to the card.
The rest was just printing on my printer in fixing it to card to create a border and some rigidity (you'll need loads of double sided tape.....cheapest I found was the pound shops).
Hope that helps ladies. Good luck with your invitations (would love to see how they turn out)
Chat soon
xxx
Friday, 6 February 2009
Sleep, Feet, a Bird and a Twitter
Day 7 in the Big Brompton Hospital and Vix is TIRED!!!!.
Finished my late night IV's fairly early (12.30 am insted of 1 am) so thought that i'd have a better and slightly longer nights sleep (next set of IV's at 6 am). How wrong could I be. I think the nurse call buzzers were going off every 30 mins throughout the night. Just as you'd start to drift of BUZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!! AAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!!! I'm such a light sleeper (i've even taken the clock off of the wall in my room to remove the batteries because of the ticking). By 5 am I gave up the thought of getting any sleep and ended up watching the news channel until IV time.
So I decided to have a PJ day and stay pretty much in or on my bed today. Hmmmm well that was the theory. Between med's, obs, cleaners, food techs, drinks techs, physio's, docs, reflexologist and psych not to mention 8 phone calls from friends and family, sleep has not been an option. I'm just hoping that by tonight i'm going to be soooo tired, I'll sleep through anything.
As for the content of my day well the results of my CT were as expected, Small airway disease....typical with CF so lots of physio and Dnase (a nebulised enzyme) to help improve that. Enter the physios. A mixture of flutter, A D, persussions (clapping on the back) and cyclical breathing was helping all the rubbish in my chest move BUT not just in the right direction. In fact it seemed to be in any other direction but out. So the physio arranged to come back for an afternoon session with a present......which with physios could be good could be bad...lol
Session 2 and in walks my physio with a green box with wire and tubes hanging out all over the place. After a split second of panic on wondering where he's thinking he's going to be sticking these tubes he reveals that its nothing to worry about and that it's a machine that helps you breath more deeply called a Bird. It is a positive pressure oxygen machine which basically inflates your lungs for you. It is the most odd sensation but quite refreshing actually. Have to admit I do feel a lot better for using it.
My 2 physio sessions were punctuated with a lovely reflexolgy session that lasted abot 40 mins. The lady comes to the Brompton every Friday and offers her services to any patient that wants it (no charge). I've never had it before and usually hate my feet being touched but this was sooo relaxing and my chest felt less tight afterwards....will definitely be having reflexology again.
I've also just got totally swept away with the new Twitter phenomena. It's such a great way to chat and catch up with people and be a little nosey too I guess...lol So hello any Twitter people who may decide to kindly read my witterings.
Thank you again for your lovely comments (glad to see things are on the up emmy)
Chat again soon
xxx
Finished my late night IV's fairly early (12.30 am insted of 1 am) so thought that i'd have a better and slightly longer nights sleep (next set of IV's at 6 am). How wrong could I be. I think the nurse call buzzers were going off every 30 mins throughout the night. Just as you'd start to drift of BUZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!! AAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!!! I'm such a light sleeper (i've even taken the clock off of the wall in my room to remove the batteries because of the ticking). By 5 am I gave up the thought of getting any sleep and ended up watching the news channel until IV time.
So I decided to have a PJ day and stay pretty much in or on my bed today. Hmmmm well that was the theory. Between med's, obs, cleaners, food techs, drinks techs, physio's, docs, reflexologist and psych not to mention 8 phone calls from friends and family, sleep has not been an option. I'm just hoping that by tonight i'm going to be soooo tired, I'll sleep through anything.
As for the content of my day well the results of my CT were as expected, Small airway disease....typical with CF so lots of physio and Dnase (a nebulised enzyme) to help improve that. Enter the physios. A mixture of flutter, A D, persussions (clapping on the back) and cyclical breathing was helping all the rubbish in my chest move BUT not just in the right direction. In fact it seemed to be in any other direction but out. So the physio arranged to come back for an afternoon session with a present......which with physios could be good could be bad...lol
Session 2 and in walks my physio with a green box with wire and tubes hanging out all over the place. After a split second of panic on wondering where he's thinking he's going to be sticking these tubes he reveals that its nothing to worry about and that it's a machine that helps you breath more deeply called a Bird. It is a positive pressure oxygen machine which basically inflates your lungs for you. It is the most odd sensation but quite refreshing actually. Have to admit I do feel a lot better for using it.
My 2 physio sessions were punctuated with a lovely reflexolgy session that lasted abot 40 mins. The lady comes to the Brompton every Friday and offers her services to any patient that wants it (no charge). I've never had it before and usually hate my feet being touched but this was sooo relaxing and my chest felt less tight afterwards....will definitely be having reflexology again.
I've also just got totally swept away with the new Twitter phenomena. It's such a great way to chat and catch up with people and be a little nosey too I guess...lol So hello any Twitter people who may decide to kindly read my witterings.
Thank you again for your lovely comments (glad to see things are on the up emmy)
Chat again soon
xxx
Thursday, 5 February 2009
Another day, another test!!
Just a quick blog tonight.....well it's not as if you do a lot whilst stuck in hospital....lol
Breathing has been a little up and down today.
Breathing has been a little up and down today.
Went for a CT scan to check out what's going on with my small airways. Should get the results tomorrow. Have also been learning a new physio technique called AD! So far seems promising.
My wonderful husband travelled 90 miles to the hospital (after work) to come and see me...which I really needed. He is my rock and although he could only stay a couple of hours, he cheered me up so much and made me feel better about myself.
I've also had lots of the lovely ladies from the You and Your Wedding forum asking me lots of questions about the wedding invitations I made. Here's the pic again in case any of you want another look. If you have any questions about how I made them, just mail me.
Well that's it for tonight. Chat soon
xxx
Wednesday, 4 February 2009
Off to battle again!!!
Oh Boo!!! Just as everything seemed to be going so well (Just got married - 20th Dec, been away on honeymoon, celebrated New Year with good friends, enjoying being an aunty to my sisters new baby daughter, been out to celebrate my bridesmaids birthday AND just starting to get our home extension plans started.....and breathe...lol) I've got poorly again.
I'm now up at the Brompton for 2 weeks of IV's, 90 miles away from most of my friends and family aaarrrggghhhh!!! Oh well, thank god for technology. Aparently my small airways are blocking up due to my lungs allergic reaction to a "fungal spore" that occurs naturally in the air called Aspergillus.
On top of that, my veins are really not co-operating and I now have several large purple brusies on each arm from docs and phlebotomists trying to canulate and take bloods from me. Think it could be time for a port.
So, as I now have a few days of doing nothing but putting my feet up, enjoy the delights of daytime TV (Judge Judy, Jeremy Kyle!!!) and having rather large amounts of antibiotics put through my pathetic veins every 6 hours, I'm gonna start designing my kitchen. Any suggestions on good places to look would be much appreciated.
Thank you also for those lovely comments from my fellow bloggers about my jewellery. I love working with silver clay and find it very relaxing. If anyone is thinking of working with it and needs any advise or help, please feel free to contact me.
Chat more soon
Vix x
I'm now up at the Brompton for 2 weeks of IV's, 90 miles away from most of my friends and family aaarrrggghhhh!!! Oh well, thank god for technology. Aparently my small airways are blocking up due to my lungs allergic reaction to a "fungal spore" that occurs naturally in the air called Aspergillus.
On top of that, my veins are really not co-operating and I now have several large purple brusies on each arm from docs and phlebotomists trying to canulate and take bloods from me. Think it could be time for a port.
So, as I now have a few days of doing nothing but putting my feet up, enjoy the delights of daytime TV (Judge Judy, Jeremy Kyle!!!) and having rather large amounts of antibiotics put through my pathetic veins every 6 hours, I'm gonna start designing my kitchen. Any suggestions on good places to look would be much appreciated.
Thank you also for those lovely comments from my fellow bloggers about my jewellery. I love working with silver clay and find it very relaxing. If anyone is thinking of working with it and needs any advise or help, please feel free to contact me.
Chat more soon
Vix x
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