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Hiya, ive had too start a new page, the other one was full!! Im not very well today, im suffering quite badly, im on here in between sleeping and dozing. I woke up late, and never ate any breakfast or lunch, im meant to get up at 9 and eat meals, its part of my programme.  Im finding it hard to focus, and my head is spinning as i write. My left eye has gone awol, i cant see out of it ... again! Im on coedine every 6hours, Bruefen every 8hours, gabapentin 3times a day, and various other things. Im hoping its just a one off and isnt prolonged, because its only 2days till the start of the season, and if im ill tomorrow i wont be able to go the match, so if you read this please cross every part of your body for me.

Had some good news today, cousins charlotte and Kate past there GCSEs with flying colours, and Jobe, what can i say? you just did boss! Luv ya jobe! howevere many years work has paid off, and they all deserved it.

More good news too, for the first time in a year i went out on my own!!!! I didnt really want to eat last night, and was hunting the house for the echo, so i asked where they were and we never had it, so i asked to go and get it, much to the amazement of my mum and sister. For however long i was gone my mum was probably planning my funeral, she was petrified, bless her! Personally, it was great i was wandering around, smiling and saying hello to everybody i passed, i honestly didnt have a care in the world. I swaned about with my unbrushed,scraped up pony tail, clothes that where 10sizes to big and my big black coat on, i honestly didnt care. It was great. But theres another worry, ive been very down lately, smiles come and go, hmmm, sigh.

Saying that i had a good day, david came round and made me laugh, never realised how much i missed ya. Hips ......  ta loads for cheerin me up

Anyway, my head is spinning round and round and round, so im off to take my medz and wait for somebody, then im going to sleep. Take care people!

Hello again, Its only moi, Lu. On too say im having a great great day, just buzzing about like a lil bee. Had physio again today, wasnt too well when i woke up, just the usual headache, feeling sick. I wouldnt eat, so i broke the programme, but i did i had half a bagel, which is alright, but i  forgot to take my pills so i was buggered with those flourescent lights. Was great during and after physio. But everybodys noticed my feet have shrunk  by one whole size!!! And my clothes are falling off, paticularly my pants so everybody now calls me flasher, because well thats obvious. I ended up in a bit of a huff after physio, tablets were annoying me again, so i just kept myself to myself and buggered off. It happened the previous night too, i was right narky. I just told everybody it was a bad day at the office or pmt. Anyway im great now. Been out all day, is great only used the wheelchair to get me somwhere and then i walked. Everybody says the spring in my step is coming back, and although my persobality has never gone away, its coming back out to have some fun

What a weekend ive had. Saturday, Match day. First match of the season, first match on my road to recovery. We left ours early, about quater too two, picked up cousin lauren, and my uncle Paul dropped us near the ground. Was weird  being 'home' i was sstill clinging to somebody as i always did, and i was still chattering to people. All the way up the escalators i got that butterfly feeling the type you get when your really excitedly nervous. We were there early, we saw them warming up - thats a first! I swapped sweets so im by a lad called Matt and closer to my cousin Lauren. The match was boss, mainly because everybody kept congratulating me on being able to walk again and what forth. Everton won 3-1, hehehe it was classiness. After the match it was off to my aunties for her lil party. It was a laugh, all the family, the lil kids, and seeing clare and sarah again, because its been ages. Dont worry, i kept to the coke, but ended up laughin me head off at being skitted for looking like a big issue seller, its not my fault my coats too big! We got home, and my dad was annoyed he hadnt come the party, hed gone out with his mate and forgot his keys so he climbed through an open window, lol. His phone broke too. what a great day for my dad!

Sunday - today has been funny. Went shopping with our Helen, havent done that in over  a year, train there and train back, i nearly broke me ankle stepping out the house front door, it was raining when we got to southport, then in a shop i made the shop display fall down and nearly got killed moments later by a car. hehehehe, im still laughing about it now. It was a class day, better than it sounds.

Im really looking forward to the derby, for obvious reasons.

Afternoon all, havent been on in 4 whole days ... miracle! Ive been busy and if i haven't been busy i've been sick, you just can't win. I honestly can't remeber what ive done this week, apart from forgettin gto take my tablets and seeing my mates yesterday. We had a laugh, and they met Mr Duck, Mr Duck the great. Mr Duck is a big cuddly duck, he smells lovely and now lives in an Everton shirt, he's always there for a cuddle, he's great. We were all very tired, just one of those things. Steph said my walking was brill, i was made up with myself. It was sound, and we went on a big expedition to take everybody home, in the end i fell asleep on the car. lol.

I havent been well the past few days, S.I.P - self induced pain, i keep forgeting to take my tablets and end up getting people to remind me, did it yesterday ' Louise take your bloody tablets' lol. I managed to break are decking yesterday, fell over and broke a spindel, i didnt know whether to laugh or cry!

David is round tomorrow, friday that is. poor fella, a whole day with me...lol. He's a funny guy, he just laughs at my impertionations of the news presenters. awwww.

Just got back in from a wander about, still not sure where i went. I always smile and say iya to people, and there was this old lady, and she started talking to me, and started crying, she'd lost one of her friends, awww, the poor lady, i hope her friend rests in peace.

I also saw Steve Simonsen, everton goalie. How odd.

I have no idea what im writing, my memory is like a lettuce today, ah well.

Till next time

Helooooo again, its just gone 15:06. Ive had the best ever and i mean ever weekend. Friday as you've read i had 'King David' round, we had a right laugh, i made him do the YMCA, i mean come on, its blasting around the kitchen how could you not?! Thanx david, for a funny but weird friday. Its was lovely seeing you.

Saturday, Derby day. Win lose or draw i knew i'd enjoy myself. With the company of my great mates Betty and Steph, we'd be alrite. All year i'd told everybody i was going to make the derby, for a long time nobody ever believed me, so today a day after what was the best day ever, im still awake im not dead and i have a grin that beams from ear to ear.

I was late to Stephs, i was being sick, nerves i think, so when i eventually arrived, it was great. We left soon after and walked to the match. We giggled all the way there, and i clung to them both, im petrified of roads, had the damn gits, and there where these posh men in suits who where hilarious! they took me the elm, still clinging, i felt sooo shy, and then all of a sudden my mouth opens and it a loud voice i said 'Hiyaaa!'. Everybody was realllyyyy realllyyyy nice, to be honest at the moment its hard to remember my heads a bit blank. I met Stu!!!! Stu , mr PHD glasses! hehehe, he had no idea who i was i just shouted 'alright stu' classic.  Betty soon dragged me the shop, she got these two massive lollipops and sucked away, twas funny. We went the match and i saw kirsty, luvly to meet you thanx for the card. I saw Jenny, shes great! The match was basically shite. We lost 3 - 0. With damperned spirits i met back up with betty and steph. somehow i was still smiling, we went back the pub. The day really started. I saw everybody again and laughed my head off. Some people left early and it was luvly seeing all of you. By 6 ish there was only a few left. I had a really great convesation with a great man called Conga. He really is sound, looked after me and really touched me with  what he said. Thanx conga i really really appreciated it. By now i was hyper, id had about 3cokes, cokes go straight to my head and im off. We had a laugh. I met chris and dave, funny guys, 'is that burberry?' Dave lad, dance will ya! I also met possibly the soundest 10year old going, little zoe, now shes class! Go head there Zoe ya little star! We ended up in another pub and that was class, everybody singing everton songs and having a right laugh. By then id had 9 cokes, but it was hilarious. After an hour or so we were back in the elm. Id had 10 cokes, and was laughing my head off. The rest of the night was great, all sorts of things happened, we got back in after a right laugh at 11 ish. We enever splet till 3, but somwhow i had a dream of lemonade, and apparently i nearly cried because 'i didnt want the lemonade!'.

I dont really know what to say, it hasnt really sunk in how boss it was, i met boss people and had a really great time. All i can really say is ta Pat (stephs mummy, my second mum) for looking after us rabble and getting the posh lads a taxi. Thanx kippers for looking after me luvly meeting you. Thanx Chris and Dave for being hilarious and just damn boss. Thanx Bunny, for making me laugh. Thanx Steph and betty for making it soooo sooo class, looking after me and being brill as ever. Last but not least, thankyou Conga and Zoe, Zoe you a little angel, conga what you said really touched me, thanx.

To end it, i had 10 cokes, got very hyper, had a great time. Met great people. Hopefully it'll happen again. School on wednesday, and then theres only one more thing i want to do, and thats make an away game. Until then, yesterday was great. ta.

Well its the 4th of september that can only mean one thing ..... happy birthday to betty, happy birthday to youuuuu, Happy 16th :o) .

Well i havent updated the site for 4days, thats a lot. On monday i was out with school friends in southport, i wasnt very well that day so i went home after an hour, i liked the train, not sure why but i did. I was sort of lost but thankfully somebody came to my rescue, my knight in shining armour.

Tuesday i generally just pottered about, went and sorted somethings out and i had physio at the hospital. Physio is really cool, she really is class. We dont do any boring streches or anything, its mainly me running around after a ball or playing basketball or badminton, each comes with there own dangers the main one being me. If we play badminton Alison the physio and i, seem to hit everything above our heads, and its quite aggressive lol. When we play basketball we usually to first to five or ten, depending on what we are doing, otherwise its just me seeing how far away i can get the ball in from. We always play footy, and she doesnt half put you through your paces. Dribbling left foot and right, me being mainly right footed hates the left footed, chipping the ball, belting the ball (doing an unsy) and general footballing business.

Alison, my physio was the one who wanted me admitted. One day when we arrived at physio i stumbled through the automatic door and fell straight asleep on the chairs. Mum carried me most of the way there, and to think that was only May. That was when i was very limp and i would cry because of the pain or because the light was too bright. Alison brought me in, and wanted t ochange everything. The three weeks spent in hospital were hard and painful, but i knew id be getting better. The main difference was that you usally got up early in hospital. By 8 o'clock the nurses would change and the it was much lighter. I gradually was able to get up earlier, and over the three weeks began walking again, normally and at a reasonable speed. When i was discharged i had to stick to the routine, the routine was making little things more realistic, like going back to school and going out on my own or with friends. I promised her i'd eat breakfast and id get up between 9 and 9.30am. I kept to them but on odd days didnt eat. Now the routine has changed i have to try and get up at 8.45am. Already ive cut out sleeping during the day and little things like that. But i have to remember to eat, because basically i dont.  Well i didnt, i just didnt feel like eating, now i eat here and then, which is good because, my blood sugar is dodgy and so i have to keep my energy levels up.

A while ago i said that there was 6weeks to school and that i wasnt going to make it. So here i am the day after school with a big smile on my face, because i went to school. I only lasted an hour before i fell asleep, but it was great. Putting on my uniform and talking to everybody, some people didnt know who i was, which was funny. I saw most of my mates but some dissappeared *ahem alex*, it was weird, but its all good, im not sure whether im going in friday i doubt it, but ive learned never say never.

Anyway, untill later probably, thanks for looking after me in school, and queenie thanx for looking after me, it was same as normal, bitching and laughing, but her skirt was too tight, and her voice has deffo broken. See ya later queen.

Lu x

 

 

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