My secret drugs stash let me down

Well im starting the feel abit better, the first few days of iv's are always a bi*ch! My cough seems to be calming down abit but i'm still very productive when I do my physio, perhaps even more than I was and last night there was quite alot of blood in my sputum which is worrying because that is unusual for me. Im still achey but not as much but now i've started to itch so have been taking anti histamines. The nurse called last week to see how I was doing and I told her I wasn't too good and achey and my lips felt funny. She said the colomycin makes peoples lips tingle and if I continued to feel achey to call them, she is coming out to see me tomorrow so i'll just tell her then.

On thursday night I sat down to have my pie and chips and my pot of nutrizym had run out so I went to my drugs cupboard, come on everyone with cf must have one of those, a cupboard full of tablets!? Heres a picture of mine, it has two levels. The bottom level is the stuff I use, the top level is spares, supplies etc.

So anyway I went to get another pot of nutrizym and there were none! argh! I rang my mum to see if she had some, she only had some that went off march last year. So I had my tea with the two nutrizym that were left in the pot (I should of had 4 at least). The next day I had cereal with no tablets. I called the doctors and practically begged the prescription lady to write me a prescription, she agreed but it would only be ready for 2pm. So I had lunch with no tablets, whats worse is I had a pub lunch because Pete took me out so it was a big meal. So then we got my prescription and then I had to pray the chemist had some in stock otherwise I was in for a crappy weekend (literally, haha), luckily he had one tub hidden away. Yeay! I was saved! Anyway Saturday came and lets just say that I believe the doctors when they say I need to take tablets with my food, our bathroom was one smelly room and our toilet...ask Pete I think he is traumatised. Too much information? I'm sorry, i'll say no more.

Last night we went out for a meal with my family, it was a farewell meal as my little brother is moving to university next saturday, he is going to Hull to study Geography. My other brother is now going to an only child at home! It's going to be very quiet in that big house!

I'll leave you with this funny story. My mum was explaining to one of her staff about my cf and why I need iv's etc. I was sat there at the time, listening about my mum talking about me, its quite interesting! She asked can't I get some new lungs? My mum told her that there is abit of a shortage in spare lungs and mine aren't that rubbish yet plus there are risks with getting some new lungs such as rejection. She then asked 'well can't she just go private and get some?'. Oh how we laughed, why didn't I just think of calling BUPA? Silly me!