The last few months have been a whirlwind and I really don't know where the time has gone.
I've done a few things i'm particularly proud of over the last few months. Firstly me & Mr P went off on our Iceland & Norway adventure. We had such a good time. The Scenery is beautiful in both countries. We managed to do loads of trips all over the place. I was brave enough to go in a Thermal pool in Iceland, which was amazing (if a bit smelly). I also managed to swim a couple of times in the adult only pool onboard ship. It's always a worry in public pools that my infusion site will get infected, but as it was an adult pool I wasn't so worried. I even managed to swim 4 lengths!! seems amazing now that me and Mum used to swim every week and we used to do 30ish lengths of a full size pool. This was only a small pool but it still felt like an achievement.
The other thing i'm proud of from our trip is crossing the Artic Circle!!! I even got a certificate and it's one to cross off the list.
The other thing I'm proud of achieving involves a story. Now I come from a long line of ballroom dancers. My Grandparents danced and won medals. My Mum met my Step Dad dancing, & my sister takes dance lessons and is a beautiful dancer. I learnt to waltz by standing on my Grandads feet while he waltzed around the room. Me & Natalie would dress up in my Granny's dance skirts and we'd dance and dance and dance. Well I think Natalie got the whole dance gene and has taken up dancing for a few years now. And last month we joined her at a ball where she received medals for both Ballroom & Latin dancing. She is such a lovely dancer I was so proud watching her receive her medals and then dancing a rhumba with her dance teacher.
Then it was my turn to make myself proud (and it seems my family). The last waltz was announced and I decided that this was it, this was my chance of the evening I was going to ask my Step Dad to dance. My memories of those dances with Grandad came back to me (and maybe some of the dance lessons I had as a child) and off we went around the floor. It was hard work, and my lungs thought they were going to explode (don't even ask about the heart!! but lets just say glad I wasn't attached to heart rate monitor!!) but I loved every single minute of it.
So for your enjoyment here is the video footage my Mum took (it's not the best, I'm wearing a pink & black long dress, you'll realise who I am by the end). Unlike Natalie I'm not up to Strictly standard but not too shabby after not dancing for goodness knows how many years and especially with a heart & lung condition!!! ENJOY!
