It's been a nice couple of weeks since I finished exams and it has been manic! This weekend in particular has been a scorcher and as I was bag packing in Marks & Spencers this morning to help fundraise for my friend's upcoming trip to Malawi, the amount of BBQs and BBQ food that I packed made my mouth water.

On Friday I was invited back to my paeds' hospital to the opening of a teen recreation unit. It was wonderful to see so many staff members again, many of whom have been there since I was very, very young; some I have seen progress from student nurse to staff nurse and I can remember many of their first days. So to say it was weird how time flies would be an understatement. I am very much looking forward to my 5 years post transplant party (2 years away!) to see them all again :)

On a sadder note, I found out today that my first doctor in Crumlin passed away. She wasn't a CF doctor but my parents decided early on upon learning of my diagnosis that they would rather stay under her care despite this. I was under her care for over 12 years. She was a truly wonderful lady.

My New Camera

My dog was the subject of my new camera. No, I wasn't grabbing his neck to stop him moving whilst I screamed words to that effect as I tested my camera. I was merely petting him. At the same time as I took photos.

He then ran away and refused to look at me. He ignored me. :(

When he realised I was taking photos again, he refused to look at anything at all and shut his eyes. I resorted to begging him to please play along with silly old me, and pull a nice face.

This was his idea of a 'nice face'. (Funnily enough, I can do this too.) I explained calmly that that was NOT WHAT I MEANT BY A NICE FACE AND THAT ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS TEST OUT MY NEW CAMERA AND COULD HE PLEASE JUST DO ONE FAVOUR AND ACT LIKE A NICE MODEL AND AT LEAST TRY TO ACT PHOTOGENIC AND WAS THIS REALLY TOO MUCH TO ASK?!?!?

I think that just totally and utterly confused him.