The Bupa Great North Run

Well its finally over! 2 hours and 31 mins, 13.1 miles and Pete completed the Great North Run on Sunday. He has raised over £600 for the CF Trust. We are all so proud of him! It was a long day and a long drive home due to all the traffic, but very enjoyable and I'm glad we went to watch him at the finish. He is already talking about doing it next year! Thank you to everyone that sponsored him, your donations kept him going and made it worthwhile! If you haven't sponsored him yet and would like to now the race is complete there is a link at the top right-hand side of my blog where you can visit his page and leave a donation.

I am Invincible

Poor Vicky is still in hospital, I'm not going to go into all the details but things are really tough for her. It just seems to be one thing after another, she has been in there over 6 months now. Poor little lady, thinking of you Vicky!

Call me selfish but when these bad things happen to others with CF it makes you think about your own CF. I don't like to think of myself as having CF, I know I have it and jeez I'm reminded everyday from all the treatments and feeling like rubbish but I see that as just been me and not really fitting into a category. For me, not doing these things would be great but also abit weird!

When terrible things happen to others with CF it kind of doesn't sink in that this could happen to me, somehow I see myself as different. I don't see myself as special or better, I don't think it's denial as I don't deny I have CF and I know it's going to happen to me at some point, although I hope it's no time soon.

A girl called Laura from the CF forums passed away the other day, I didn't even know she was that ill. Is that because she didn't know herself? Was she like me and though it would work out? I'm always quite positive and think I'd push through if my health went downhill. Although I am an ill person I don't actually see myself as ill, I see myself as me with a few (well alot) of extra needs and problems :o)

I don't feel scared or worried, I feel like everything will be OK for me. How can I feel like this when people I know pass away and are poorly? I think I would be scared if one of my very close CF friends passed away as I think they see things like I do, think they are invincible. But thinking that doesn't mean that you are, and that might hit me if one of them left me.

Sometimes my attitude scares me, people keep saying maybe I shouldn't get pregnant as it could seriously make me ill or even kill me, even the doctor has warned me. However these comments seem to go unnoticed in my mind and I think to myself, I'll be OK, it will be worth it. Don't worry I'm not trying to get pregnant at this moment in time, don't want my mother ringing me up! Come on people I shall do it properly and be married first!! haha.

So to conclude, I think I am invincible, I will be OK. This is how I go about my daily business without crumpling into a ball and crying. When I do die I shall remind myself of this blog entry and it will make me laugh!!!


I have started attempting to do my physio three times a day, this is easier said than done! I am coughing up so much sputum and its really sticky and thick, I feel so full of the stuff its the only option I can think of. But like I say easier said than done, it's hard to fit it in if you have things planned and it's hard to force yourself to do it because as you can imagine it is not the most enjoyable of activities I can do on a daily basis!!

I went swimming on Monday night, first time in three weeks. Yes yes I know I am naughty! Pete has now joined the gym too and he was watching me as the treadmills over look the swimming pool. Therefore I had to look cool and like I knew what I was doing, this must have brought out a competitive streak in me and I was racing other swimmers. Yes you read that correctly. Needless to say my legs felt like jelly by the end, I still managed 30 lengths though so I was pretty impressed. I did manage to leave my swimming cap there so I'll have to buy a new one as I assume someone will have nicked it, goodbye rainbow coloured swimming cap! I'll miss you!

As well as discovering I can swim faster than about 2 other people (haha) I have discovered I can still run, but only for about 5 seconds before collapsing. The dogs on their walk decided to run to the car in the carpark across the field so I panicked as it is close to the road and legged it after them. I suspected that they may have seen another dog which is code red situation with a road close by! They are evil dogs that want to kill me, however when I got there they were both sat by the car waiting to get in. Evil for making me run.... but good and clever doggies for sitting by the car :o)