Bad Days...

Yep, even I get them. Yesterday was just a bad BAD day and I felt deflated and shattered. Not suprising when I found out exactly what had caused this lovely Pneumonia which has been tearing through my lungs. The problem is yet again Steve dropping the ball when it comes to the cleaning and housework. I know he doesn't value it the way I do, but surely he should at least make the effort when he knows that someone he cares for is very prone to infection and will get sick at the drop of a hat?

Maybe I am asking too much? Please tell me if I am, but I only ask that he wipes the sides down when he's used them, cleans the kitchen floor and cleans and changes the bowl we use for the teaspoons every day? No water should be left for longer than 6 hours as it becomes stagnant and in this case growing mold. Yes MOLD. Just what someone with COPD or severe asthma really doesn't need to be dealing with, but there you go. Complacency and sheer laziness strikes again. And I am really getting sick of being dragged across the coals and made to suffer unnecessarily, just so he can sit around and play tower defense games or whatever he does on his computer.

Yesterday, I spent most of the day (between nebs and wheezing) cleaning the place down and really aggressively tackling the mold in the kitchen. I was absolutely shattered, unable to eat from just being so exhausted and ill and my antibiotics tearing their way through my already delicate system. I spent most of the evening dealing with a stomach upset from hell, which involved cramping and I was actually screaming in pain every time I went to the loo. This happens everytime I am on Clarithromycin, which is the best antibiotic for my infections as they respond well and quickly. Unfortunately that does come at a heck of a cost and it gets more unpleasant every time I have them.

Now all this is preventable and I just wish someone would get through to Steve that this is preventable, I recover a little worse each time and my lungs won't put up with too much more of this and I could be put in such a position that I could end up on the slab, rather than going out there and getting everything I want to get done done.

Loves
Wendy xx