Life just gets in the way

Life gets in the way 

Doesn't it just? So I haven't blogged for a while, mainly because summer has been a whirlwind, so I've either been busy or unable to coherently write a sentence due to being a bit zombie like. 

So I had my mepolizumab, I can't recall exactly where I left with it on here but it was delayed by a week so I had my first one on the 20th July (so remembered as it's the girls birthday which meant she was very resentful of me and my thunder stealing 😆) 

By the end of that day I felt, I don't know just a bit of a mess. Then the day after I felt fairly fluey, however the day after that was the kids show with their stageschool which requires me to run back and forth a fair bit. Man alive did I feel like a piece of poop. And I really didn't think I would feel that bad so it blindsided me a bit. I sat in my car after dropping them off one of the times and just cried. It sounds dramatic but I didn't feel like I even had the energy to turn the key in the ignition. However I did and I made their show in the evening so obviously I felt worse than I was. Then a week later we went on holiday. 

First to a family thing in Newcastle and then a few days near Edinburgh. FYI guys Edinburgh, pure hills. I loved the place but it was a bit gruelling and it was the first holiday I've ever been happy to get home from. Like I had a great time but It was hard. 

So the week after was a bit of a write off for the poor kids. Lucky the weather was bad so it wasn't like I was holding them back to much. But you know.. mother guilt prevails. 

Then the girl went on holiday with her dad. So one of the days I bit the bullet and took my boy for a day out on my own to longleat. It's ridiculous when I say it out loud but I get a bit nervous now going out for the whole day on my own with them. I'm not even sure why but I really do. However he's fairly laid back and loves food. So if we stopped for a bit he saw it as opportunity for snacks and he was happy to browse around. He loves animals so it was an amazing day for him. And I lasted til about half 3/4 when I said to him I needed to go. So not to shabby I didn't think. Shows I can do it I just need to be realistic. 

Then I had injection number 2. I was so disappointed my lung inflammation had doubled since my last one. And then I felt awful after this one again. It just made me wonder why I was doing this to myself again. 

After a couple of days I got more reasonable and had to keep reminding myself it's a long term thing we are doing. Hopefully this 3rd one will either start showing me I'm improving or at least not make me feel like a giant bag of poop. 

In the time since then I've made a wedding cake, been to my cousins wedding, taking the girl to see Olly murs at victorious (he was amazing) and then kind of spent the rest of this week moping about feeling sorry for myself. As you do. 

All in all I'm sad the summer holidays have to end. But I think we all need a bit of routine. Plus I think the kids need to be more occupied than I can keep them. So as they go into year 8 and 5 and I start back with uni, real life kind of hits us. I hope this time next year real life will be more of a hit because I have to go back to work (in a school) as well. 🤞🏻