Learning to Breathe Again: Part 3

This is the thirteenth part in sharing my personal experience of battling with ill health. Continuing on from Learning to Breathe Again: Part 2 Ewan came to visit me again on Monday, Mum was slowly getting better but still unable to see me. I already had the speaking valve connected before he arrived. After we […]

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Learning to Breathe Again: Part 2

This is the twelfth part in sharing my personal experience of battling with ill health. Continuing on from Learning to Breathe Again: Part 1 Mums friend, the one who arranged for Merlin to come and see me, visited me and stayed with me for a while. She was the closest thing I could get to […]

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Learning to Breathe Again: Part 1

This is the eleventh part in sharing my personal experience of battling ill health. Continuing on from My Time in Intensive Care: Part 2. I opened my eyes and realised Mum and Jill were no longer in my room. I looked at the nurse and mouthed, “What happened?” She replied, “We think you had a […]

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My Time in Intensive Care: Part 2

This is the tenth part in sharing my personal experience of battling ill health. Continuing on from My Time in Intensive Care. The more the tracheostomy was mentioned, the more I was getting freaked out about it. But I wanted to get better. It had taken me a couple of days to agree to go […]

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My Time in Intensive Care

This is the ninth part in sharing my persnal experience of battling ill health. *Trigger Warning: May be distressing to some readers* Continuing on from Nobody Will Know I’m Here. All of what is said in this post, I can’t remember what order it happened in. Apologies as it’s taken me a while to remember. […]

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Nobody Will Know I’m Here

This is the eighth part in sharing my personal experience of battling with ill health . *Trigger Warning: Distressing scenarios mentioned in this post* Continuing on from The Last Time. Very early hours one morning, I was woken up by nurses, and saw paramedics around me. I thought something bad had happened. I was moved […]

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The Last Time

This is the seventh part in sharing my experience of battling with ill health. *Trigger Warning: Distressing scenarios mentioned in this post. Continuing on from I Knew Something Wasn’t Right. Forgive me, if this post seems to be all over the place. During this time, I was heavily sedated, and I couldn’t tell the difference […]

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I Knew Something Wasn’t Right

This is the sixth part in sharing my personal experience of battling with ill health . *Trigger Warning. Very distressing scenarios are mentioned in this post. Continuing on from The Week From Hell. The day after I came home, I woke up with a horrible burning feeling in my stomach, maybe I caught something from […]

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The Week from Hell

This is the fifth part in sharing my personal experience of battling with ill health. Continuing on from Was this Going To be My Last Christmas? The night before London, I barely slept. Knowing I was about to stay in London, in a hospital that I’d never been to nor heard of before now, for […]

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