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  • Spring is coming

    by steady joe on 06 February 2010

    Hello  everyone, 

    the  weather’s    returned  to   normal  for  the  time  of  the  year.

    Not  very  good  for  a  lot  of  us  bringing  on  infections  once  again.

    It’s  not  much  fun  sitting  watching  the  world  go  by  most  people  are  in  too  much  of  a  hurry  trying  not  to  get  drenched.

    I  have  seen  our  first  snowdrops  springing  up  the  garden  is  coming  back  to  life  again.

    I  just  wish  it  would  get  warmer  I  suppose  it’s  only  time  at  least  it’s  getting  lighter  at  nights.

    I am  still  keeping  up  with  our  Pulmonary  drop  in  service  it’s  good  to  catch up  with  friends.

    We  have  a  good  system  here  Normal  Pulmonary  Rehab  6 week  course  followed  by  a  drop  in  facility  every  two  weeks.  It  allows  you  to  keep  in  touch  with  the  same  staff  so  any  questions  about  your  general  health  you  can  put  to  them.  It  can  mean  a  shortcut  to any  services  you  might  need.

     

    I  am  a  big  believer  in  this 

    A               It  makes  you  fitter

    B               It  encourages  self  worth  if  you  are  able  to  live  a  better  life

     

    I  think  that’s  all  for  now  folks  speak  to  you  again  soon.   

  • Hello from a New Poster

    by AdrianLeslie on 02 February 2010

    Hi all just thought that I better introduce myself as a new and hopefully frequent Blogger. My name is Adrian and I am a 45 year old man living in a small village in Mid Wales. I am single after a long term relationship ended about 5 years ago and now share a house looking after my mother (well that was the plan but seems the other way around most days).It was kind of strange having her live with me after nearly 30 years but luckily the house is big so we rattle around in or own areas most of the time.

     

    About 3 years ago I was diagnosed with COPD after being a long term mild Asthma sufferer. After a while I was spending more time away from work than in and eventually had to go permanently sick. I had some further tests and part of my emphysema was what is termed as Bullas emphysema which is like expanding air sacks with in the lung which take up the space where the air I should be breathing is. I then suffered a collapsed lung and spent a week in Hospital. Whilst there it was decided that I would need lung surgery in the future and in September 2008 I had a Bullectomy (very similar to Lung reduction surgery) where they cut a large part of my lung out and some of the Bulas in the hope that the lung will stretch and give me more intake. After this I went on to suffer a Bronchial collapse where my lungs just decided “enough s enough”. I came round in an Intensive Care unit 4 days later on a ventilator but at least I was alive.

    I guess thats it for my medical CV, I have spent a while and still am going through the mill as are many others but hopefully this will be another way to help myself and possibly others.

  • It is with great relief that this very cold weather is gone and that at last I can venture out a little from my front door. This winter has took a real toll on me even though I hardly go out when it is around freezing. The end story is I went down with the worse chest infection I have ever had – my second of the winter. Struggled for breath and the doctor seemed very concerned how bad I had got this time. Thank god the steroids and antibiotics along with the nebuliser done their job and at last I feel a lot better.

    I have been doing a lot of reading on COPD this last week having not much else to do with being so ill with this dreaded infection, and found an excellent site by John Kirtley BA. John - a COPD sufferer whom unfortunately died in 2008 formed the site to help other sufferers by answering the many questions we all have. It contains so much information that is hard to come by and I found much of what was written to be very interesting. It can be found at http://www.emphysema-copd.co.uk/index.html

    Having COPD, coughing, breathing heavy, accompanied by many stops in the street to gain breath, often made me feel so alone. It is only after research that I have found there are many others like me suffering this illness. As said before in a past blog I never really took COPD seriously at first. The reason being I was told matter of factly years ago that I have COPD, but were never ever told the real implications of it. Now, having got to the severe stage and being forced to retire from work because of my illness and shortness of breath I have much more time research.

    I try to do as much as I can as far as exercise as I realise after reading up so much on COPD that some exercise is essential, and that if I do not do any my condition will worsen at a much more rapid pace. Not always easy, especially on the worse days but even if it is only for a very short time – apart from when I have been really bad – I have managed some.

    Like many with this disease I cannot go out when the temperature is very low as my FEV drops like a stone as soon as I open the front door in very cold temperatures making me immediately breathless – so to compensate for not getting out at all I make do with lifting little weights in various ways – and just stopping when I start to get breathless.

    I know I should not wish what is a shortened life away but I am so looking forward to the warmer weather in a few months when I can jump into the car with the camera and take some nice pictures down the coast, the Brecon Beacons, or some other scenic spot here in South Wales. The advantage living in this part of the world is that many a lay-by offers great scenery to take pictures from so no real effort is needed apart from setting up the tripod and camera. It really will be good to feel the sun on my body, and see the spring flowers and buds on the trees:-)

  • There was a recent report on the BBC news website about some research carried out at Nottingham University which concluded that people who develop chronic lung disease are likely to be shorter in height than the general population, by about 1.12cm (half an inch in old money). They suggest that the reason for this may be that 'people who came from poorer backgrounds were more likely to have had mothers who smoked, had poor nutrition during their early years affecting general growth and lung development, and were more likely to live in smoking households and smoke themselves.'

    Now I'm sure we've all heard the old wives' tale about smoking stunting your growth, but the statement I have quoted just seems wrong to me. For a start, there are many factors which affect height. The most important is your genes, but nutrition is certainly important as well. I saw this at first hand when I lived in Spain; the generation which had been brought up in the extreme poverty of the 1940s and 50s were in general only about 5ft tall and often bowleggd as a result of rickets or other nutritional diseases, while their grandchildren growing up in the 80s and 90s were tall, straight and altogether different looking.

    However, while the implication that people who smoke are from the lowest classes, poor, underprivileged, ill-educated, either unwilling or unable to feed themselves and their children properly, is a popularly held belief and may even have some truth in it nowadays, I don't think it would have been so forty or fifty years ago, when the youngest of the subjects of this study were born. It's true to say that badly nourished children who live in poor conditions and inferior housing probably don't achieve their full growth potential and are generally more unhealthy (including a tendency to lung conditions such as asthma and bronchitis) but not true to say that in the past only the underprivileged poor smoked.

    This kind of twisting of the facts to suit a particular political lobby or hobbyhorse annoys me. It may be, of course, that the research was perfectly sound and the reporting was careless. Later in the article they quote someone as saying that doctors should look out for 'shortness' as a possible marker to COPD, as if GPs didn't have enough to think about... Anyway, how can one possibly tell at first sight that a person is half an inch shorter than they could have been, had they had an ideal, well fed, smoke free childhood?

    The full article can be found at http://news.bbc.co.uk/l/hi/health/8446552.stm which also gives a link to where the research was published in full.

  • Another year older

    by Eileenbetty on 08 January 2010

    Greetings everyone and a healthy 2010 to all the bloggers and of course staff.  

    Just to say I have now joined the big Senior Ciitzen club as from the 1 January 2010.  Had a good celebration with my family and friends.  Have stayed clear of infections over the festive season but I feel I am starting something now.  I will keep a careful eye on it and if necessary I will take the steroids and antibiotics.  Thank goodness I have a reserve stock of these prescriptions as we are still snowed in and I wouldn't be able to get to our surgery or chemist although my husband would be able to walk there for me. Plus these things always happen over the weekend.  

    It all looks pretty looking out but not so good if you need to get about.  Stay warm and safe everyone.  Eileen 

  • New Year, New Contributor

    by HazelT on 07 January 2010

    Hello, everyone. I've just joined the COPD blog team, and thought I'd start by introducing myself. My name is Hazel, I'm 62 years old and live in Saltash, Cornwall, with a man and a dog. My COPD must be about 99% emphysema, as I have never suffered from asthma or bronchitis (or indeed any respiratory problems) in my life. It was diagnosed in 2003 and I think I've just about now learned to live with it without being too depressed or frustrated.

    I was a smoker, of course. Not only was it a respectable thing to do, back in the late 60s I even had a job with a constantly replenished silver cigarette box on my desk. Mind you, we also had gold top milk in our tea and coffee - something else that I wouldn't dream of doing these days. In 1984 I went to work in Spain for what was only planned to be six months or so but ended up as sixteen years. I taught English in schools where the teacher's desk always had an ashtray provided. During the 1990s there was a bit of a movement towards discouraging smoking and we stopped doing it in the classroom, but I was totally unprepared for the demonisation of the smoker that I met when we returned to England. There was a lot of culture shock involved in coming back after so long, but one of the worst moments was on the day of my father's funeral, hearing my brother telling his daughter (aged about five, then) to keep away from Auntie Hazel because she smoked! At the end of 1999 my husband and I both caught the flu and were really quite ill. I decided it was time to stop smoking and as soon as I was able to get out of the house I called in to a local chemist for advice, came away with some subcutaneous lozenges to suck and gave up easily and immediately.

    I never really noticed the promised improvements in health and temper, however. In fact, as time went on I was getting more and more breathless. Other people seemed to notice it more than I did, and eventually I got so embarassed by strangers asking me if I was all right and my husband telling me to stop sighing ('I'm NOT sighing. I'm breathing!') that I went to my doctor - and you can guess the rest. In the beginning, partly thanks to one unsympathetic and unhelpful person at the local Chest Clinic, I was very depressed and felt as if I had no prospects apart from sitting about waiting to die. This phase lasted longer than it should have done, I am ashamed to say. And I did get worse and worse... Research, mostly on the internet, seemed to indicate that exercise would be a good thing. I have always walked the dog for a couple of hours a day, however bad I may be, but sometimes we didn't get very far in that time. Just staggering slowly round a field is not enough exercise! Eventually I managed to psych myself up to getting in a swimming pool. I couldn't even do a width without stopping for breath, but I didn't get a coughing fit, so I was encouraged to carry on. From there I worked my way up to aquacise classes, something I'd enjoyed before becoming ill, and someone from aquacise suggested I might like to try a nice gentle body movement class, then I took up yoga again after a 30 year gap, then seniors' exercise, pilates, body pump... in fact any kind of exercise that isn't too aerobic. The improvement wasn't miraculous, but it was steady, and I believe that being generally fit helps me to cope with the lack of lungpower. So that's where I am at the moment. Working hard at keeping going, but it's worth it.

     

  • New years Greetings

    by steady joe on 02 January 2010

    Hello  everyone,

    Hope  you  don't  mind  me  putting  a  few  thoughts  into  verse
    with  best  wishes  to  all

    New  Years  greeting


    Waking  up  this  morning  a  year  starting  anew
    With  thoughts  of  things  I  would  wish  to  do

    Not  to  dwell  on  a  past  with  things  that  went  wrong
    So  cast  out  those  thoughts  that  don’t  belong

    This  year  will  be  the  best  that  it  can  be
    With  positive  thoughts  from  you  and  me

    We  try  to  keep  fitter  avoiding  ills  and  pains
    Seek  help  in  time.  Yes  Use  our  brains

    Sometimes  we’re  so  independent  it’s  hard  to  see
    Just  what’s  the  best  for  us,  so  let  it  be

    Enjoy  your  life  like  there’s  no  tomorrow
    Doesn’t  matter  if  you  beg  and  borrow

    Making  good  memories  is  what  you  must  do
    So  make  them  now  while  you’re  able  to

    All  the  best  of  times  to  friends  old  and  new

  • COPD and Nebulizing.

    by Derek Cummings on 31 December 2009

    As we approach the new year I am pleased to say Christmas was a great time for me with the family, even though I have been having some breathing problems thanks to a recent chest infection.

    As mentioned in my last blog a visit to my doctor resulted in my being advised that buying a nebulizer would be a good investment - the doctor was considering admitting me to hospital with low oxygen content and informed me the first thing they would do in hospital was put me onto a nebulizer.

    These machines can be very expensive although thanks to my often use of internet shopping a visit to Amazon soon yielded a machine that was affordable and up to the job for a little under £50. I was hoping it would arrive before Christmas but because of bad weather was after – so it were yesterday before I got to try it out. The first thing I noticed after two uses of the machine were my oxygen concentration had shot up to satisfactory levels, and I was finding I could breath deeper. The main advantage of having a Nebulizer is having something that can help when I get a really bad chest – in particular a chest infection, as it helps to raise the oxygen level by opening up the airways. I will not use it on better days but can say it really has helped me to breath so much better today. I also managed to get a reasonable nights sleep last night – a bonus for me - as I were not coughing as badly as usual and only woke once. So maybe the machine has helped clear me a bit.

    We now have entered a very cold spell so will have to be careful out there – but pleased that as we enter the new year we can look forward to lighter evenings coming– and in a short few months the spring. Will be nice to get out a bit more, take some fresh air, and some nice photographs – something that I don't do often in winter as it needs to be a dry day and not too cold for me to venture out.

    It really is a new life as we enter 2010 – having only recently retired because of ill health. I am sure that I will learn to adapt as of course I could see the day coming when I would have no choice but to retire because of my breathing problems..

    I hope all you other people with COPD have a great new year and rise well to any challenges that you face through 2010. I would also like to thank the organisers of this wonderful blog as it can sometimes seem that we are so alone in fighting this disability and it really is nice to read how others are coping. With that a happy new year to you all – thanks for reading this – and look forward to 2010......

     

     

  • Cold and Frosty

    by steady joe on 24 December 2009

    Hello  everyone  seasons  greetings  to  one  and  all.

    At  least  with  these  long  periods  of  frosty  weather  it  might  kill  off  some  of  the  germs  that  keep  causing  infections.

    I  am  all  ready  for  the  big  day  just  waiting  for  Santa  Claus  to  arrive

    In  the  past  week  all  the  family  have  been  in  touch  and  I  look  forward  to  seeing  them  all  again  tomorrow.

    The  one  thing  we  do  have  is  lots  of  time  to  fill  so  it's  nice  to  catchup  with  everyone  again.

    Take  care  and  have  an  enjoyable  Christmas  and  a  healthy  new  year

    Joe

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  • Just a short note to wish everyone seasons greetings and a healthy, prosperous 2010.

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  • Saturday gone I had my first really rough day of this winter. Woke up tired with little energy, breathing worse than normal, and felt like I was going down with a chest infection. I have spare antibiotics ready just in case but decided to leave them till Sunday to make sure. Reason is I don't like to take antibiotics on a whim but to make sure first. However, Sunday I woke to find my energy levels had increased, chest had eased, and breathing better. Thank god for that. Took my blood pressure – I also have hypertension, normal pleased to say, and was also pleased when using the oximeter I bought to keep an eye on my oxygen levels - that my oxygen level had risen again.

    Thought I was out the woods even though my pulse were high, but alas Tuesday morning woke at 7am feeling really bad. Coughing like mad, and it was obvious a chest infection had really taken hold. Pulse were racing like a mad man. That should teach me to learn to trust my instincts – if I had gone along with Saturday's feeling I would have got to the doctor. So now on Antibiotics and steroids and thankfully today starting to feel a little better. The doctor considered a hospital admission although thankfully my oxygen level was just high enough to keep me out. Was told if they fell lower it would be off the hospital. The last place I want to be. Monday back to the doctor as they want me to have a nebulizer.

    It is of course the dangerous time of year for us guys, cold makes thing a lot worse, although I don't go out unless I have to in the cold. Lucky for me I have a wonderful wife that cares for me well so is always willing to do an odd errand if I need her to.

    My father in law was given hand weights to do exercises with some years ago, never used them, and now approaching 80 is not likely to. For that reason he was more than happy to let me have the use of. So here I am with brand spanking new sparkling weights. I realise that It is important to get some exercise so now do a set of exercises each evening to help – of course nothing too strenuous and nothing I have to leap around with. I have tailored these to help with my chest and it is amazing how I can often feel more alert after doing them. So will start back on using them when my chest gets a little better again.

    For me as usual I like to stay optimistic. And can console myself with the thought with Christmas nearly here, the days will lighten with the promise of spring in a few months.

  • Steady Joe

    by steady joe on 17 December 2009

    This is the first time I have posted a blog .......... I hope I've done it right.

    Hi my name as you can probably gather is Joe.

    And If there’s one thing that happens with this disease, it’s made me steady.

    This is my story.

    I am almost 62 years young married with three grownup children and four grand kids.

    Oneotherthing I am a COPD sufferer.

    I have had chest problems most of my life.I also have the genetic condition that is Alpha1 Antitrypsin Deficiency.

    A simple explanation of Alpha1 is it’s a faulty gene in the Liver which affects Liver Lungs and our Immune systems.

    It also often means sufferers become dependent on drugs to enable them to have the same quality of life that others take for granted.

    Enough about that, there is one thing I now have time for and that is hobbies.

    You could sayCOPD’s allowed me to take up another hobby, that is writing stories.

    Now I feel like I am in my third childhood which helps, since most of my writing is for children.

    When I started our grandkids would request I read them my stories, they enjoyed them so muchIhad tocarry on writing them.

    I do have one small problem with writing, my punctuation could be described as simplistic.

    Considering I left school without taking exams it’s hardly surprising.

    Back to my story, in 2002 I was working in the garden digging up what I thought was a shrub. I got a splinter from it. I got a shock when it turned out to be a Blackthorn more of a concern was it had poisoned me.

    The effects of this meant my hand swelled up to more than double normal size. It was then the infection moved up my arm through my chest and down the other arm. I spent three days in hospital before the swelling went down.

    Because of that and other things 2002 became a bad year for me.

    Over the next six months my mobility became severely reduced.

    The problem with this illness is the body doesn’tbother tellingthe brain.

    When I think I can do that and end up overdoing things it takes anything from ten to twenty minutes to get from panic stage to getting your breath back and compose yourself.

    There’s one fact, it brings you down to earth.

    You find it’s not much fun being left just shaking and gasping.

    I used to have my own business travelling around supplying industry I soon found I could no longer continue working at all.

    Apart from falling asleep while I was supposed to be working I could no longer lift or carry the goods I used to supply.

    From an health and safety angle it was definitely a problem.

    If anything went wrong when I was on site I would have needed someone to help me to get to safety.

    That made my mind up, pride doesn’t amount to anything when it comes to your health.

    When you learn to take stock of your life and come to terms with it you find it opens up other things for you.

    I mean now I can window shop for England. LOL.

    On good days we will go out just to see something different, it helps.

    It may sound laughable but just mixing with other people can do a lot for raising your spirits.

    One thing I found with COPD is the feeling of isolation it can leave you with. Whether you live right in the middle of town or in the country.

    If your mobility’s gone sometimes it’s easier not to bother and give up.

    Please don’t do that! There’s still a life out there waiting for you.

    I am a great believer in the pulmonary rehab programs and the Breathe Easy groups you need to mix with other people.

    It’s nice to cough and not feel embarrassed, at these meetings no one looks at you, we all have similar problems. These self help groups are there for you so take advantage and help yourself,you could end up with a new circle of friends and a new social life.

    I will end this blog wishing everyone season’s greetings and until next time look after yourselves and take care.

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  • When I was at school my nickname was smiler. And today it would probably still be so. I have always gone through life with an optimistic attitude and in most cases still been able to smile about many things. As for anyone else life has not been a whole bowl of cherries and has had its ups and downs – but I have found that having an optimistic attitude has helped carry me through many of the obstacles that have been thrown at me in this life.

    Like many of you with COPD I can no longer work – in the end finally deciding the effort with COPD could not be done any-more leaving me with the the decision to call it day for the sake of my health. It is all too easy for many to go into depression at this point – but with being optimistic I see this as the end of one life – and the start of another. In fact the start of opportunities that I have not been able to grasp during my working life. What is important is to have many interests and to not immerse myself in black thoughts about illness and disability – but concentrate on things that I enjoy – even taking up hobbies that have passed during my working life.

    One such hobby was writing – I have in the past written many short stories if only for my own entertainment – and this is a hobby that I have once again the time to enjoy. Many years ago while on a training course I taught myself touch typing so find it easy to sit at the keyboard and type. Most important I am in the warm and not doing anything to make me breathless. As said in my last blog I have also started to enjoy Landscape photography. Many years ago I started to become interested in photography – and at the time could not afford it ( I would have needed to build a darkroom to develop) – but with the advent of digital camera's once you have the camera the cost is very minimal. No film – no developing. Well there is developing and touching up using software on the computer – fun to do and fun to learn.

    I do appreciate that sometimes it is hard to get the will to make the effort to get to the keyboard or to go out and take photographs or whatever else is needed to participate in whatever hobby you may have, we all have bad days when we feel listless with little energy and are more breathless than usual – but if you refuse to give in and keep your mind active with an interest or two you will be surprised by how much better you feel. The message here is yes we may all be ill with COPD – but it is not the end of our life – but a new beginning and there is always someone somewhere that is much worse off than we are.

    Moving onto something else I cannot help have noticed some recent research on vitamin D – the sunshine vitamin. And we don't get too much of that in the UK do we. What was found was that in areas with not much sunshine – the incidence of lung disease and heart disease were much more profound. Tests were done with supplements and improvements were noted. In some cases quite remarkable too. This got me thinking as a Doctor had told me recently that he lwas based in Cypress with the RAF and there were little incidence of lung disease there and I would probably arrest my condition if I could live there. I also thought about how worse our COPD gets in winter. Of course I have assumed like all of us that it is simply colder days and bad weather. Then I thought – could it be lack of sunshine. There is not enough sunshine in Winter for our bodies to manufacture vitamin D and we rely on what we eat – never getting enough. So being the ever optimist am starting a course of vitamin D to see if it does help. Will it? I don't know but if I start to feel better with better lung function after a month or two you can be sure I will put it on the blog. I would like to end off by thanking the kind messages on my recent blogs – and wishing you all well as we move through winter:-)

  • I must start off this second blog by thanking those that have read my blog – seems to help writing a blog about this condition – Also many thanks for the advice I received from Eileen and Geof – advice that I have taken on board. I have found my local breath easy group and will be attending on the next meeting in December and am also looking into Pulmonary Rehab. Assuming I have to ask my doctor to be referred I will ask him when I next visit. After reading up a bit on what is involved am amazed by some of the exercises that this seems to put us through. That in itself will be a challenge given I cannot walk very far at all without getting out of breath.

     

    I have though a better attitude to this disease than I used to now I have become determined to take more control of this illness - and am determined I am not going to just curl up and wait for the end - but to fight and do what I can to help myself have a better improved- even if shortened life.

    At the moment I am going through the process of claiming disability after receiving advice from a doctor and receiving a report. These things take so long and it seems so hard to claim so not sure what the outcome will be.

    Had a bit of a worry Thursday just gone. As I had to go to the bank I parked quite near to the cash machine, only having to walk about 20 yards or so – and was more out of breath then I am usually. It really did feel quite distressing as I had never felt that out of breath before with such a short distance - walking just these few steps. When I got home we had a violent thunderstorm and even shortly after when I walked outside to my garden gate to the car to get something was again very out of breath. I can only assume it was something to do with the thunderstorm that caused this. I do know that the cold is deadly with COPD so keep our house heated all day to make sure it is warm to keep my from getting chilled and in turn making my condition worse.

    I am glad to say yesterday I felt much better and was able to smile much more than Thursday.

    Now that my COPD has reached the stage it has this has lead to major changes to my lifestyle. My hobby used to be Geocaching. A hobby that involved finding 'treasures' using a GPS – this used to take me to various parts of the UK and often involved my wife and I undertaking quite long walks. This of course is all finished now – unless the find is only a few yards from parking. A hobby that I do miss as we used to go to fantastic locations.

    To make up for this I invested in a good digital camera, with lenses, filters etc so I can take up landscape photography as a hobby. This at least means I have a good interest and hobby that I can enjoy without the need to go on 'long walks'. Now having a blue badge we can travel to many nice places and park near to a nice scene - take out the tripod and camera to take some nice shots. It is important for me to have an interest and to have something to keep my mind active that allows us to get out and about a bit – even if my mobility is limited. I have also installed a weather station in my garden as meteorology is another hobby of mine – allowing me to put the data on the internet. Another interest is a weather forum that I started a while back – an interest that gives me plenty to do on bad weather days when it is unwise for me to go out. Also having 7 month old twin granddaughters gives me much to smile about. So yes there are many reasons to keep battling on and to live for. Thank you for reading my blog and look forward to adding more as time goes by:-)

     

  • Wow where do I start? October 2006 I was diagnosed with COPD. To me it was a death sentence, the only thing missing was the time and date. I am not going into detail but I started to Self Diagnose and it is in mine mind and proof that more people die of this than the disease itself. in that time I had 57 heart attacks, 34 lung cancer's and umpteen stomach disorders, yes I know now that it was only indigestion but I didn't then. So much so I started to pray that I might die and even next morning I have known to cry because I hadn't and that was someone who wasn't religious. My wife and love ones smothered me in love and kindness. Thing was that wasn't what I needed, I needed some one to say what was going to happen to me, I had this horrific cough what ran terror through both me and my love ones. I couldn't talk or do anything before I started to cough and yes there was blood in the mucus that was when I could clear it out. When I went to my GP he would say things like because you are a miner and the conditions I worked in, that I had Asthma or Industrial Asthma. Then when I had to finish work it then became, because I had worked all my life and now I had finished, my body was trying to slow down and I wasn't allowing it. What and bring the blood I was oh no it wasn't but I knew better. I had lung cancer and funny enough I didn't mind it while ever my mind was saying that but the last thing I wanted was a Specialist to say that I had. So to bring your minds back from thinking I had a useless GP far from it, I wasn't telling him the whole truth, I used to say. Doctor while I am here can you take a look at my chest I have just started with a bit of a cough, no mention of how violent it was or never mentioned the blood. So it was me that was killing myself.

    So I had 4 months of pure hell. Then January 2007 I was invited to attend a Pulmonary Rehab course, Rehab isn't that where people who had problems with drugs or alcohol, How wrong I was we were spoke to about what the next 6 weeks would introduce us to. One of the things had me believing no wonder the NHS had a bad name in the press. I was among about 6 other people we was all coughing, wheezing and gasping for breath and these young ladies were talking of us going into the gym, no way, wrong again those same young ladies did know what they were doing. Each of us had all had a plan drawn out according to our condition. I was on the lightest exercise plan. Yes I still wanted to die that was until my third week. I realised that I was doing more and with heavier weights I had the first positive thought for something like 5 years. I could now see a light at the end of the tunnel and yes I could see the switch. There was only one problem, what ever I did I couldn't reach the switch. I went home on the Friday morning I was getting ready for attending my second session of the week. Whilst I was having a shave I noticed a dark patch on my forehead, I went for a closer look and I saw it; there was a word embossed in my forehead and it read ATTITUDE. I attended my course that afternoon taking with me the right attitude and I was noticing something else. We were no longer a group of patients we were now a group of friends and then was the time I learnt a very important thing. 'Communication' For the very first time I could now discuss my condition to other people, how great that was. That Friday afternoon was the beginning of my new life and when it came to an end I was 120% better than when I had started. What I had just used unknown until later was the first tool that the NHS had given the likes of me to use.

    I then joined a Breathe Easy group I was enjoying my new found life and now I definitely against wanting to die. I wanted to go out and help other people to help them by showing that there was still a brilliant life after being diagnosed. The thing is we do have a decision to make. Are we going to allow this disease to make us suffer for the rest of our shorten life or are we going to find a great quality of life that is on offer to us okay it wouldn't cure our disease but it will massively slow its progression down and to prove that, my recent Spirometry test came out better than it was the last time.

    Because of my need to go out and stop people going through the hell that I had I needed some sort of education because I had only been a coal miner. Anyway I was invited to attend an Expert Patient Program, no way, me an expert patient I must have been the worse don't forget it was only 12 months previous that I was praying to die. Through the help of my Pulmonary department I accepted the invitation. That to was a 6 week course on my first visit, I thought no this isn't for me, where they want you to reach in the 6 weeks I was already there. Wrong again that program completely changed my life my way of thinking. Through the help of two co-tutors who by the way have long term conditions, they are just like us and please read this. Between us through the help of action planning, problem solving, Self management. relaxation and breathing exercises we were able to find the way to a positive lifestyle. Action planning you would select it ourselves ie if there was something we used to do but can't do it now because of our condition action plan it next week just do a part of it each week building yourself up to being able to. As an example my hobby pre ill health was photography I am back to taking photographs okay I had to learn a new way because of digital. My Self management. before and yes to some extent even after my Pulmonary Rehab if I had an infection I would be in bed feeling some what sorry for my self now through self management I know soon as the Antibiotics and Steroids kick in I will be feeling better and yes if I did start to worry I could start by doing a relaxation exercise. I could go on and talk about the two tools that the NHS/PCT have provided me with I have slowed the progression down, I no longer have COPD I have a problem. If I have been invited to speak anywhere and the chairman announces the next Speaker Geof Willers who Suffers with COPD I stay seated the reason being is I no longer suffer with COPD but I am able to live a great life and yes my FEV level is in the low 20% but because of the tools that I was given I can now control the side effects caused by COPD or yes any other long term condition because all our symptoms are in the same Symptom cycle.

    After my Expert Patient Program I was invited to apply to be trained has an EPP Tutor of which I have now become. I have now become an ambassador for the EPP. I have done Radio interviews newspapers and yes even a film and if Caspar can't bring it over to this site I will give you the details. Not bad for an ex miner who three years ago was desperate to die and yes I can honestly say it now what a waste it would have been, because even for one thing. When I delivered my first EPP course has a Tutor a Chap I recognised but didn't remember where from, when we were introducing each other he asked if he could say a few words. His few words was. " Please listen to Geof, because when I started my Pulmonary Rehab course. I was going to walk out because I thought they was having a laugh. In the state I was I wasn't having any of that. Geof came in and gave us a talk, while he was talking he was describing the feelings I had been enduring so then I knew he was telling the proof and just take a look at him now. Geof definitely saved my life. Just by that supposed horrible NHS the two tools they provided me with. So yes the NHS save my life and hopefully through me will save many more. Please go into these programs offered you with the right attitude and you will no longer suffer, bless you all Geof the Miner

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