On Friday 20th October I got up, I travelled the 50 odd mile journey to work and I went about my job as I did most days. Following a 10 hour shift I made the journey home, that same evening I attended a local boxing event in Cleethorpes, top of the bill was local Grimsby boxer Kevin Hooper, he won his fight on points and I travelled home via the pub in high spirits (Kev’s ringwalk involved some fire eating performers, though it was quite a bit of smoke I don’t think it caused what happened over the following few days). Back in the pub there were a few of my mates and we enjoyed some light hearted banter and a few beers before I returned home and went to bed.
The following day saw me attending the Scunthorpe United v Peterborough United football match which ended in a last gasp victory for Scunthorpe. Two late goals including an 87th minute penalty ending a frustrating and stressful afternoon on a high (I don’t think that the excitement, frustration, and nerves caused what happened a few days later).
Everything was going pretty well, work, boxing, socialising and football, I was a happy person when I returned home that Saturday evening. Little was I to know that those things that I done in the previous 24 hours would be the last time that I would do / see / enjoy them for quite a while. The following day my asthma nose dived and despite doing my best to avoid Hospital I finally succumbed and was admitted in the early hours of Thursday 26th October. I remained in Hospital until Friday 10th November.
Details of my hospital admission can be read about by clicking on the following links:
Between 10th of November and today (Wednesday 6th December) as a result of slowly recovering from my asthma attack, picking up a cold bug, suffering from a chest infection and also in part due to the bad weather I have hardly left the house. I have not been able to go to work, I have not been to any boxing or any football, I have not touched alcohol or been to the pub. I haven’t left Grimsby and I also missed seeing the Killers in Sheffield in November (an event for which I had purchased tickets months earlier).
Details of my recovery at home can be found by clicking on the following links:
My asthma and my chest still aren’t 100%, my blood sugar levels are a slight concern but things are the best that they have been in all that time. My sats are ok but I am still struggling to sleep (thankyou Predsomnia!!!), I am suffering a lot of nose bleeds and from restless legs. The positives are that I am managing to start to reduce my prednisolone dose and the number of nebs that I take. I have also completed my antibiotics and it would seem that I am clear of my latest chest infection.
Because of these positives and following a chat with my doctor it was decided that it would be worth speaking to my employer about a phased return to work, so today for the first time in 47 days that I drove the 50 odd miles to work for a meeting with my employer. The meeting was a positive one which concluded with me beginning a phased return to work next week, this will include some working from home. To say that I am delighted would be an understatement, I know that I am not 100% but hopefully this will allow me to ease my way back in to things all also help me continue my recovery. Finally some good news and some light at the end of the tunnel. I might still be some distance from making a full recovery or from standing outside for 90 minutes on a cold terrace cheering Scunthorpe United on but one step at a time and hopefully I will soon be back to full health (whatever that might me) and enjoying the things that make me happy.