...things are not going well
As expected, things are getting worse every day/week. I'm glad we went for holidays in August while I still felt pretty good.
At the moment I'm having a rough stomach from all the pills and my lung capacity is going down pretty quickly. We have seven stairs between kitchen/bathroom and the rest of the flat and these few stairs are making me completely breathless every time I use them. I'm starting to feel like I'm walking around with a plastic bag over my head and it pretty uncomfortable sometimes. My mission for today is to find out if I can change some of my pills to hopefully improve my stomach.
Otherwise, if I sit or just do nothing I think I look like there is absolutely nothing wrong with me. So most of the time I do exactly that. Even a short walk to my local GP is now quite a challenge that I'm not looking forward to.
Tomorrow, I'm going to city to see my consultant so I'll see how I manage to get there. A good thing is that the train stop is only about 50m from my door and I get to about 200m from my docs office. Except for few staircase on the train/tube stations it should be fine.
So that's me. Nothing new really.
