qpp

Last night was nice. My QPP and I went to One Eyed Betty's for dinner. I got the "obligatory fish and chips" which was delicious. I hadn't seen him in a few months so I had a lot to tell him about my health update. We've been friends for 8 years. He's super worried about me.

When we walked from the garage to the restaurant I couldn't breathe and was gasping and wheezing. He thought I was dying. Once we got somewhere warm and I could sit down I felt much better. But when we were done we had to walk back to the garage. By the time we got there I was trying to communicate with hand signals. I couldn't breathe and I sounded like I had a squeaky toy in my lungs.

He asked if I'm supposed to use an inhaler and I said yes but I don't use it and I don't have any good reason. So when I got home I asked my darling stupidhead to get me 2 of my dulera inhalers. I put one in my daily meds box and one in my messenger bag. I'm trying to be more responsible.

#queerplatonicpartner #qpp #Relationships #COPD

I didn't sleep good last night. I kept waking up to go potty. I woke up for good at 7am. I'm exhausted. I've got a date with my QPP this evening. We're finally going to the cider mill. I'm gonna get half a dozen cider donuts and a bottle of apple cider. I'm gonna use the cider to make pancakes tomorrow night.

I'm hoping to cuddle with my caregiver tonight. I want to introduce her to Grace and Frankie on Netflix. I think she might enjoy it.

Right now I'm not in pain. My hips and back don't hurt and my tummy is calm. I hope I get a few hours like this.

#holidaytraditions #qpp #Relationships #Caregiving