Introduction

This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Sunday, 24 March 2013

I walked to church this morning in the snow.
I sat at the back with the welcomers so I could run out if my coughing disturbed anyone, but there was someone coughing worse than I was.

After the service I came back and coughed some more, then I went into town to do some necessary shopping, the holes in my jeans had become indecent and they were my only pair and I had to wear them with thermal leggings because they were so ripped.
I went to Primark and got a new thermal top and leggings as the old ones were also extremely holey and tatty.
There were no suitable jeans at Primark so I tried BHS and was lucky to get a good pair at a discount, and they fit well. Wow.

I also got a load more medicines.

I have never been this ill in my memory, the coughing up of phleghm, mucus and blood is constant and I don't get any better for it, my throat rages and my face is swollen, red and sore.
It is a constant process of meds, coughing up, blowing my nose and trying to get relief.
I even filled a basin with boiling water and added covonia, I have never done that before.

My friends on Facebook kept me cheered up and 'Are you being served' the film version was on telly, so I watched that and posted 'The teeth of doom' on Facebook.

Then I had an increasing feeling, however random, that my friend and her husband would be going to mass nearby and I had to go and get food and more lozenges anyway so I headed that way.
I waited outside the church and the priests told me to come in from the cold and I told them I only wanted to say hello to my friends and I daren't stay for mass in case anyone got the infection.
The priests kindly told me it was fine to come in, and my friends did indeed turn up, and the look on my friend's face was priceless when she saw me. I fell about laughing.
I had no credit to text and she is never on email, so it was purely luck that they were there for mass.
I ended up sitting at the back with her for mass and I didn't shake hands with anyone or hug my friend.
After mass they had to go and I went to get my necessities and then came back here.
It is very cold but I am still too hot, you could fry an egg on my head, but please don't.

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