TV Dave, Pommy Johnson and the 'Cash 'n' Curry'
First news. The TV crew are coming to film my outpatients appointment on Wednesday and staying with me for the day, so will be 'socialising' in the PG for them to film too!
It was a friend’s b’day on Wednesday - curry time - but my preperation shave to start early. I have to time all my medication so I won’t have any to do in the evening.
I also went to the supermarket, a little exercise, not too much leaving me whacked for tonight but a little to bring some stuff up so I don’t end up coughing all night.
After a set of nebulisers about 5pm I did my insulin slightly early and checked my sugar levels, they were a little low so had a muesli bar and some Italian bread.
I filled up two oxygen cylinders, one for the car and one to take with me. I could use one in the car so I had a complete full one to go to the curry house.
There is nothing more self-conscious than me with two cylinders over my back looking like Jacque Cousteau!
Mum had a meeting. I am having to rely on her to take me everywhere as I can’t drive attached to oxygen as the cylinder has to be kept upright and I have to be in control.
She picked me and my friend up and we headed to the restaurant. It was a chilly night (in more ways than one - bad joke to curry favour with readers?!) It was a steep flight on stairs up and I was out of breath by the time I got up…..
I enjoyed the evening, but was constantly checking my O2 levels, especially as the food seemed to take ages. But it was worth it, great meal.
I chose the Lamb Balti because the ingredients to the balti dishes read like a health food book, garlic, ginger, herbs, spices (I reckon a balti is part of a balanced rounded diet and cumin is meant to be especially good for CF patients) But its all important to keep healthy as possible to give the transplant as good a chance as possible to work.
I wasn’t too sure about the nutritional value of the multi-coloured rice and tikka naam I shared with Mr P though! Or the blond(e) hair I found in the mango chutney. Since all the staff were of Bangladeshi origin I summised it must be Labrador!
Our side of the table also swore we saw part of the kitchen on fire…
The bloke on my left was very funny. He got camper as he got drunker. After a bottle of wine to himself he ended up like Julian Clary. I was amused. He was entertaining.
There was also quiz-whizz TV Dave (who is so-called because of his love of vintage TV and not cross-dressing - Apparently he is now to be known as digital Dave!)
The others included a lady who looked way to young to have a daughter of 13, and three other friends of Mr P, who were at the other end of the table and I didn’t really chat to. They seemed nice though...
I called mum to give me a lift back at about 9.45pm…we had paid the bill and were just chatting. It was heaven to get into the cold, even though the cold air winds me.
I noticed the warm hand towels were from a place called 'Cash 'n' Curry' (well it amused me!)
When our lift came I change back on the other oxygen…I had little or no voice left by then and my throat was hoarser than an donkey’s yawn but I felt good I had socialised without too many ill effects.
I did my nebulisers and took my drugs when I came in….before my late-night physio session….I took a hot ginger with honey to bed and started reading a book about Angels.
It takes the Christian, Jewish, Islamic and folk version of angels and examines the scriptures behind them….Kabbalists, like Madonna and Britney are big angel fans apparently…
Bizarely a woman on Richard and Judy yesterday said we all have guardian angels. One of the signs of these are the finding of a dove’s feather
When mum and dad came over to Korea because doctors didn’t think I would last the weekend, mum found a dove’s feather in the airport.
The next time they called the hospital I had started to fight back! Ho hum eh? Makes one think!
Bizarre Aussie factof the day one: Aussie comic Pommy Johnson, who I met at a comedy festival in Melbourne in 2000 (Espy Pub, St Kilda) plays a gig on Thursday in Lichfield’s George Hotel. It's a pity I won't really be up to going.
Bizarre Aussie fact of the day two: My sexy friend Naomi - look on http://groups.msn.com/marksucks for a piccie of her - e-mailed to say she has booked her flights to come and see me in December! Yippee. She rocks! I just hope I am all operated on by then and can show her round...She is flying into London? What is it about London? lol
Don't know if this pic will upload.....
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Hugs to one and all!
It was a friend’s b’day on Wednesday - curry time - but my preperation shave to start early. I have to time all my medication so I won’t have any to do in the evening.
I also went to the supermarket, a little exercise, not too much leaving me whacked for tonight but a little to bring some stuff up so I don’t end up coughing all night.
After a set of nebulisers about 5pm I did my insulin slightly early and checked my sugar levels, they were a little low so had a muesli bar and some Italian bread.
I filled up two oxygen cylinders, one for the car and one to take with me. I could use one in the car so I had a complete full one to go to the curry house.
There is nothing more self-conscious than me with two cylinders over my back looking like Jacque Cousteau!
Mum had a meeting. I am having to rely on her to take me everywhere as I can’t drive attached to oxygen as the cylinder has to be kept upright and I have to be in control.
She picked me and my friend up and we headed to the restaurant. It was a chilly night (in more ways than one - bad joke to curry favour with readers?!) It was a steep flight on stairs up and I was out of breath by the time I got up…..
I enjoyed the evening, but was constantly checking my O2 levels, especially as the food seemed to take ages. But it was worth it, great meal.
I chose the Lamb Balti because the ingredients to the balti dishes read like a health food book, garlic, ginger, herbs, spices (I reckon a balti is part of a balanced rounded diet and cumin is meant to be especially good for CF patients) But its all important to keep healthy as possible to give the transplant as good a chance as possible to work.
I wasn’t too sure about the nutritional value of the multi-coloured rice and tikka naam I shared with Mr P though! Or the blond(e) hair I found in the mango chutney. Since all the staff were of Bangladeshi origin I summised it must be Labrador!
Our side of the table also swore we saw part of the kitchen on fire…
The bloke on my left was very funny. He got camper as he got drunker. After a bottle of wine to himself he ended up like Julian Clary. I was amused. He was entertaining.
There was also quiz-whizz TV Dave (who is so-called because of his love of vintage TV and not cross-dressing - Apparently he is now to be known as digital Dave!)
The others included a lady who looked way to young to have a daughter of 13, and three other friends of Mr P, who were at the other end of the table and I didn’t really chat to. They seemed nice though...
I called mum to give me a lift back at about 9.45pm…we had paid the bill and were just chatting. It was heaven to get into the cold, even though the cold air winds me.
I noticed the warm hand towels were from a place called 'Cash 'n' Curry' (well it amused me!)
When our lift came I change back on the other oxygen…I had little or no voice left by then and my throat was hoarser than an donkey’s yawn but I felt good I had socialised without too many ill effects.
I did my nebulisers and took my drugs when I came in….before my late-night physio session….I took a hot ginger with honey to bed and started reading a book about Angels.
It takes the Christian, Jewish, Islamic and folk version of angels and examines the scriptures behind them….Kabbalists, like Madonna and Britney are big angel fans apparently…
Bizarely a woman on Richard and Judy yesterday said we all have guardian angels. One of the signs of these are the finding of a dove’s feather
When mum and dad came over to Korea because doctors didn’t think I would last the weekend, mum found a dove’s feather in the airport.
The next time they called the hospital I had started to fight back! Ho hum eh? Makes one think!
Bizarre Aussie factof the day one: Aussie comic Pommy Johnson, who I met at a comedy festival in Melbourne in 2000 (Espy Pub, St Kilda) plays a gig on Thursday in Lichfield’s George Hotel. It's a pity I won't really be up to going.
Bizarre Aussie fact of the day two: My sexy friend Naomi - look on http://groups.msn.com/marksucks for a piccie of her - e-mailed to say she has booked her flights to come and see me in December! Yippee. She rocks! I just hope I am all operated on by then and can show her round...She is flying into London? What is it about London? lol
Don't know if this pic will upload.....
. Hugs to one and all!
posted by Mark @ 4:00 pm
3 Comments:
At 8:09 pm,
Mark said…
Hi JB...You know flattery will get you everywhere....Garlic is good for you...AND have you ever been attacked by a vampire? EXACTLY! I didn't know about the awards? Who runs them? Mark x
At 8:03 pm,
Mark said…
JB! Well the garlic obviously did its job....lol...I don't get Living2 TV so wouldn't have caught it anyway :( Hope everything in your world is hunky dory! xxx
At 4:48 pm,
Mark said…
*Mark is humming the theme from Sesame Street for no reason.
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