I did it

Well I did the Hydro and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I'd expected it to be a well emotional day and it was but not for the reasons I'd thought. Last year I was meant to spend a weekend with my good buddy's from the cf forum but Chris was in Wythenshawe hospital because he'd had his transplant and I was living in a bungalow there so only appeared late on Saturday night (due to much delays). It was an awsome experience last year, this year was no exception as we saw Emily 8 months post transplant 'run' over the finish line, Chris followed Emily's progress before transplant and after, he asked me every day 'hows Em' the lazy git was too busy to actually log on himself but he always had a keen interest in where she was up to so it was brilliant for me to be there this year and say to Chris (in my head) she's doing brill.

The Hydro......again

It seems like a century ago since the Hydro but its only a year, how life has changed in the last twelve months......

Last year I went to the airport from Whythenshawe hospital, Chris was still an inpatient after his transplant and he put the mizzy lip on that I even considered going at all

I'm going this year and next year and the year after because it continues to raise awareness for the need to find a cure for cf and get more people to sign up to the donor register....so there!!!

Bloody hell I miss you so much babe. xxx

A year ago today Chris was discharged from hospital after his transplant, channel 4 tailed us home filming all the way. We had a laugh about that, instructions to move lanes came via Chris's mobile and I was more than happy to oblige......'mother move to the fast lane' and I was there, no problem. It was Eve's birthday, she'd been here last year waiting to welcome Chris home, so it was nice to go out for a meal with her tonight. Mike insisted on picking her up in his new car, opening the door for her and acting like a perfect gentleman the whole night, bless him.

These anniversarys are so hard, it sets you back a bit and you have some climbing to do for a few days.

Lee and Kerys were having a get together in the local to say bye to everyone because they're moving to Doncaster, I hadnt seen all Chris's mates together since the funeral so I was looking forward to it. I wasn't sure whether I'd end up crying loads, but these were Chris's best mates and I was determined to go because you never know if the opportunity will come up again. I even managed to persuade John to come along for a couple of hours and our Mike was up for it which I was so pleased about. Momentarily I wished we'd all joined Chris and his mates on a Friday night more, he actually liked having his mum dad and brother with him and always made me feel like I was the most important person in the world. But's are not allowed though, they're destructive and unnecessary, we knew we loved each other and thats enough.

It was a fabulous night, I so enjoyed seeing everyone again and am very glad I went, John stayed a few hours but there was no way either Mike or Chris's mates were letting me go early.....brilliant. It was a strange feeling being back in the pub that was mine and John's local before we had the kids, I'd even worked there for a wee while. I used to get in from my office job at 6-30 and go to work at the pub at 7 until closing, blimey, how did I manage that. When I was finally allowed to go home it took ages to convince them I was perfectly capable of walking home alone but had to promise to text them when I got in.....Chris, you had such a fab lot of mates, I love them all, but so wish you were still here to share a Friday night at the local with.