Saturday 25 January 2020

Here we go.

Practice run on the oxygen as I got up.  The DP insisted that as I was breathless then I had to.  

Later to the Prom.  The small cylinder went into the chariot and chariot folded the whole shebang went into the car.  Then taken out and the struggle with the cannula.  Two prongs up your nostrils.  


Mine did not look like the above.
Getting the tubing round the ears also a struggle as it removed my hearing aids!  Once all fixed I breathed in and heard the swish.  Working.




Going to need a lot more practice!



Oystercatchers.


Almost deserted beach.


Some playing though.





Small boats.  Latter one is the line fishing trip boat.  Always plenty people on it.


Black Headed Gulls in winter plumage.

So I walked, the nasal effort kept moving so definitely need more practice with that.  But the cylinder worked and oxygen was delivered.  Once I am comfortable with all of it I shall zoom up that Prom.  Ha ha.  It didnt use much oxygen from the cylinder so no need to refill it from the noisy generator.  This is a big learning curve for me.  Even bigger is knowing I need it and am not going to get better.  Just coping.  Smile.

11 comments:

justjill said...

Thank you Laurie. I needed that kick up the proverbial. Next the shedudio and pick up the paint brush.xxx

busybusybeejay said...

I think I asked a couple of weeks ago why you were not on oxygen.Hope it gives a new lease of life.What a fighter you are.

kjsutcliffe said...

Well done Jill, all new steps but steps in the right direction, good luck xx

Jackie said...

Pretty soon you will be a pro and I imagine you moving very quickly on that Prom.

God bless.

Penny said...

I find your posts quite inspirational. I am afraid I just feel tired and there is nothing wrong with my breathing. Just age I think. Bother being 80.

Sue in Suffolk said...

Good news that it all worked - keep walking and get back to painting and all will be well.
Hard to accept what's happening though. More ((hugs)) from Suffolk

mamasmercantile said...

Look on it as an aid to your adventures, it gives you the freedom to carry on with your walks and your painting. It as hard for Gerard having to admit he needed help/aids but now that he has his quality of life is so much better.

Jules said...

Keep practising. It will soon become second nature. X

The Weaver of Grass said...

Laurie's comments above and your attitude together inspire me. As I age (87) and need more and more aids to keep going it is posts like this that give me inspiration.

Karla said...

Jill, you are my idol. You just GO, and get out, and MOVE, no matter what is happening. I sorely wish my own Mom would have had your verve; she did not, and is a full care in a nursing home. My mother in law is heading there herself, as she resists moving any more than she needs to. I applaud your chutzpah and tenacity. I know you'll get to your studio with a new zest for creation! Thank you for sharing your journey with us! Karla from Illinois

Bovey Belle said...

Wot they said! It will take a bit of getting used to but then you will have a better quality of life and can get back to your painting, and walking further at the Prom too.