Xmas, New Year and Jess.

Spain was wicked, loved waking up everyday and not having snow all around and having the kids there. Seeing Sofia face at the chocolate coins 'Santa' had left her leading from her room to her presents, and boy was there presents! Me and my dad had taken almost two full suitcases over from all my family. Marucs didn't understand the whole presents thing but he did love playing with his toys! Me being so clever managed to break my eflow as soon as I first went to use it... oh this reminds me of when I went to Corfu a few years ago and I was in hosp within a few days of been back, this time was 5days before I was put on IV's. I did buy an air compressor over there which was a blast from the past, slow and noisy, after 3days with no combivent it felt like heaven in my lungs!

As my Dad has a gym in his house I decided to try and run a bit (as no-one there to see me making a twat of my self) and was quite a good job as first time I fell off the back, I did get better in the time I was there and was running for 4mins by the end but OMG it hurt!! Anyway when I got back it my lung function was only down a further 1% so it must have done some good.

Whilst I was there the wonderful Jessica Wales finally got her transplant after more than 4years on the list. I had only spoken to Jessica a handful of times but she was one off those people who you couldn't help but admire, a real fighter, the sort of person who you expected to fight through everything, sadly after so long waiting her body was too weak to recover from such a huge operation and she passed away just a few weeks later. This hit me like a tonne of bricks, I never thought I would feel this way about someone I never met and hardly spoken to but it really did. Just a few days before I was talking to my flatmate about organ donation, I knew she wasn't on the donor list but I never pushed it, I know she isn't against been an organ donor but still... she is filling in her drivers license form at the moment and I said to her 'you are going to tick the box to be an organ donor aren't you? It's the quickest way to do it.' and she just sort of mumbled that she didn't want to think about dying, this did kind of annoy me a little but I just said to her 'Yeah but you spending two minutes thinking about it means someone could stop thinking about it' another mumble, I could see she was uncomfortable but pushed on telling her that not joining the list wouldn't mean she would live forever or that she wouldn't have a fatal accident just that it could mean potentionally two people could die. Anyway she has ticked the box but it got me thinking about people's perpectives about things, why would people think about stuff like that if they didn't have to? And how can we make people think about things? How can peoples perspectives be changed so more lives be changed?