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"For they conquer who believe they can."
John Dryden

Well it's been an odd couple of weeks to be honest. Lots of highs and a major low. I've been to Spain to see my son. It was an odd feeling going there because I had no idea what to expect. Obviously I had seen his apartment etc on skype and face time, but still. I have to say, the town of Salamanca is very lovely.The University is amazing and very Potteresque. It's steeped in history and ancient buildings. I wasn't able to climb the steps but my OH did and he said it was amazing. The wee apartment was lovely too. And the beer and wine were cheap as chips! We had a lovely time, sampled pigs bits in a proper Spanish cafe, went to a rock bar, made a scene in the local McDonalds... standard stuff!

 I was very proud of Jamie, not least because he's doing very well in a difficult situation. He's managed to settle in well. He's even found a little job. To see him interacting with the Spanish people in their own language was amazing. He's changed a lot, learned a lot, and grown up a lot. But he's still my lovely Jamie. Anna came with us, and we had such laughs together. And Paul managed to not wreck the house while we were away, though I know he had a gaff party. Well, he's 21 and had a free house, so duhhh. On the last day in Salamanca however I became very ill. Travelling home was difficult, there were the usual tears but also I was having great difficulty breathing which led my heart rate to go through the roof. It was the longest journey home ever. 

 I did my usual thing and tried to keep going but I gave in and saw the doctor eventually. Sadly the pneumonia had returned, this time with a vengeance. I must admit to breaking down and sobbing. I never felt so bad. Even when I had my ops, it wasn't that bad. I must have needed a good cry though cause I felt better afterwards and determined to get better. The meds I'm on are ultra strong and make me very sick, but they are a necessary evil. This time I seem to be getting better quicker because I'm taking stuff to re build my immune system so fingers crossed this is it. 

 Without the help an support from my family in real life, and my family online I couldn't have got this far. I love them all for that. However, I'm struck by the fact that they think I'm very unfortunate. I know on the surface it seems that way, but I prefer to look at it this way: All of these set backs are as a result of my previous illness, which I've spoken about on here. The ops etc made my immune system low and even a slight cold turns bad. If I hadn't had those ops, I wouldn't be here today. I would have missed out on a lot of stuff, and my family would never be the same again. So you see, the necessary evil raises it's head again. I'm here, I'm alive, I'm being a devil, and I love it. I've seen my kids grow up to be awesome and I intend to stick around for a lot longer. So to use a common metaphor, I'm choosing the glass half full road. I believe I'm a very lucky girl, who fought for and got the correct medical intervention that saved my life.  A few times tbh, but that's another blog subject! So yea, my glass is half full, but you know what? That means there's always room for more wine!
SharonAnn

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