My boyfriend Stewart :)

I've written a few posts about my boyfriend so I thought I'd write a full blog post on the story behind how I met him and how we ended up together. It's no extra ordinary story, but it's one which will stay with me forever.

During my school holidays I volunteer with something called special needs playscheme. This is something which provides day playschemes for children who are aged 5-16 with any range of special needs. I started doing this in the summer of 2010, and continue to do it as I find it an extremely rewarding and fun experience. In October of 2010, I was at the playscheme for two out of the four days as I was going to Florida on the thursday of the week. There I saw a boy, who I thought was nice looking, but as I'm quite shy when it comes to talking to people I never went up to him or talked to him. Through someone else I found out his name was Stewart, so I was very keen to add him on facebook when I got back from my holiday. Trouble was when I got back, I found out that he had started going out with a girl, my heart sunk slightly but I didn't make too much of a big deal out of it as I'd never even talked to the guy. To be friendly I added him on facebook, he accepted and we sent a few messages to each other. I gave him my msn and phone number and we texted each other that night. Due to his girlfriend being unhappy with the amount of contact we were having I stopped making contact minus the occasional "Hi" or "How are you?".

December 7th 2010 is one day I will never forget. I was on facebook and noticed that Stewart had commented on one of my pictures. 

The picture is of me and a few friends when it was one of my friends birthdays, I am the one on the far right. He liked the picture on facebook and commented "you look very pretty in this picture Nicole :) xx" I smiled when  I read the comment but thought at the same time..."Ummm what if she sees that?" He started talking to me on msn later that day and he told me he'd broken up with his girlfriend, I smiled a lot then. He cheered me up a lot that day, because the day before I'd found out my dad had died. We ended up getting married on facebook as a joke and talked on msn a lot and through text. Eventually he asked me to phone him, so at 11pm one night I phoned him and we chatted on the phone for 4 hours or more. I went to sleep with a smile on my face really happy. As it was near to christmas we decided that we weren't going to meet up until after the year had ended as that would be the most sensible option, but still we continued to talk on the phone and talk on msn to all hours of the night. Once I woke my mum up at 2am talking to him on the phone so that didn't go down too well! The new year came and went and he asked if I was able to come to his birthday party. I of course did not hesitate when I replied yes. His birthday was 6th January 2011, when he turned 17 and he had his party on 8th January 2011.

The 8th of January came and I got my hair and makeup all done for his party. I wore a black vest top, shorts, black shoes and black tights to his party. We had an amazing night, and that was the first time we had properly met so it was a really special night. I got to meet his friends and later on even his parents who seemed nice. He told me that he loved me that night too, I couldn't stop the smile from being on my face. I just felt amazing.

That's the first picture ever taken of us, back in the day when he had long hair! I became his girlfriend that night and since then I've never looked back. I've loved every single moment of being with him and I wouldn't have changed any of it for the world. We can talk for hours on end and never get bored, we can spend every minute of the day with each other and never get tired of seeing each other. He makes a lot of sacrifices where my health is concerned. When I thought I was allergic to peanuts he gave them up for me, he wouldn't eat them the whole day. I was going to his house once and him and his parents had eaten lobster and I was coming the next day, he scrubbed his house top to bottom because he thought I was allergic to it when in reality I'm not. He's phoned me numerous ambulances and always come with me to the hospital if he's been there. He nags me if I don't take my 3 daily nebulisers or medication, I find it amusing though and I'm happy he looks out for me. He's the only person who I can rely on 24/7 to be there for me, no matter what time of the day it is. He's always happy to see me. He's always my shoulder to cry on and just holds me tight when I'm upset. He makes sure I'm okay if we ever go out, and always checks the ingredients of the food he eats if I'm around. He can make me smile even if I'm close to deaths door, he holds my hand, kisses my head and tells me he loves me, that everything is going to be alright which is more than I could ever ask for. He makes me laugh until I practically wet myself. He's really smart and always gets amazing results in whatever he do be it his driving test, his exams or work. He always buys me presents which make me smile, and knows how to make me happy. He's the most honest person I know, he never lies, never cheats and is constantly loyal. He forgives but he never forgets, he says some of the most adorable things and is the only person who can talk me out of being grumpy. He understands I have problems but it doesn't bother him, he loves me for who I am and I think that makes him someone really special. Not a lot of people would stick with someone who's ill a lot of the time, particularly when you're a teenager and can run wild, but he does it regardless of what anyone else thinks. He loves me for who I am and that's something I never thought I would ever have. My life is far from what is classed as normal but I don't care, as long as I have Stewart in my life I could not be happier. He is everything I ever dreamed of in a guy and more. He is perfect not only for me but to me in every single way and nothing anyone could ever say would change that. I don't know what the future holds but I know that there will always be a place in my heart for him, he will always be my first true love and the first boy to have stolen my heart :)

My birthday, valentines day and a general update :)

Well the big day came and went! I turned the big 18 last thursday, my party was saturday and I am happy to report that I was well and healthy for both of them. Got a bit worried that I was gonna be ill for my party though because loads of people around me seem to have this cold/flu type virus that's going round. So far it seems to have skipped me *Fingers crossed* I really do not want it! My birthday was amazing :) Me, my mum, her boyfriend and my boyfriend all went for a meal at the hard rock cafe. It was lovely food, too much though I was stuffed afterwards! I also had the joy of getting to have two sex on the beach cocktails, and I even got to have a special glass that I got to keep :D. I got embarressed though cause my mum had brought a cake and it was brought into the restauraunt and everyone had to sing happy birthday to me and stuff while I was standing up cringing :L. My boyfriend then spent the night at my house which was lovely. I got some lovely pressies too! Wine and my favourite perfume from my boyfriend, I only wanted the perfume though and wasn't impressed when I got the wine too! He does know my tastes though and got me rose wine instead of red wine, I personally think the stuff is gastily! My mum and her boyfriend got me my party, the meal out, photo albums, photo frames, a wee teddy, a money box, socks with special 18 year old on them, an 18 key thing and loads of balloons and stuff. It was a magical day and I was really happy to be well for it. Saturday was my party and that was loads of fun too! I got my hair and make-up all professionally done, it looked amazing. I had a new gorgeous dress and shoes and a bag too. About 70 people came to the party and we all had a great night. I was up dancing and giving it my all. People kept buying me drink and I was a bit worse for wear slightly. The party finished at 12 and I was up for going up town. So at 12:15 me, my boyfriend, his cousin and two of my friends wondered to the 24 hour tesco to get change for the bus. We got on the bus at about 1am and headed up town. Both my boyfriend and his cousin are at uni so I went with them and we went to one of the student bars until the back of 2 in the morning. We left and I stayed at Stewart's uni flat.

I wakened up at 10am after falling asleep at 4am realising I'd been an idiot and forgot to take my morning medication with me so I had to rush home and take it. I then proceeded to open my pressies that I got from the party. There were bags full of them! Altogether I got £390 in money, a HMV giftcard, a new look giftcard, make-up, 2 bottles of wine, champagne, a personalised champagne glass, slippers, photo frames, jewellery and teddy bears. Stewart had forgot his bag at the venue so it was in my house, he came later on to pick it up. We played table tennis and chatted. I ended up going back with him to his uni flat, we got domino's pizza with potato wedges, coke and wine. I was standing in Tesco with him and obviously got I.D'd for the wine and so did he. They accepted my provisional driving licence but questioned his real driving licence. I was confused at that. We went back to his flat, ate pizza and potato wedges, drank coke and wine and watched a movie called monster house. It was a really nice night. 11:30pm we were just getting ready to go to bed and me being clumsy me smashed a wine glass so I had to hoover it up at 11:30pm at night, at least all his flat mates were awake!

Valentines day was a really special day. This is the second valentines day me and Stewart spent together. Last year his present to me was a hotel room for the night, dinner and he also took me to the cinema. This year we spent valentines day in his uni flat but it was still equally as lovely :). He bought me champagne, which we both drank and it was gorgeous and I'm not the biggest fan of champagne at the best of times, he also got me a single red rose, an adorable teddy bear which I sleep with every night now, two boxes of maltesers which were extremely yummy to eat :D and he also bought me the most gorgeous card ever, which is now on my wall in my bedroom. We went to Marks and Spencer and bought what we were having for dinner which was: steak, mushrooms, onions, a sauce for the steak, tomatoes and also chips. Stewart made it because I can not cook to save my life and it was delicious :p. We drank the champagne, he also had red wine and we had a bottle of bucks fizz earlier on. He may have had a bit too much to drink as by half past ten at night he was asleep and that was my hopes of watching the inbetweeners film together destroyed. He woke up at 5am confused to as why I was sleeping on the floor :L He let me back in the bed then :P. The next day so the 15th we went for coffee and a meal with his parents and we ended up staying at their house. The meal was beautiful :) We went to a restaurant called the slug and lettuce, and I had some wine which tasted of strawberries and was really nice tasting. We shared nacho's with chilli concarni as a starter and for my main course I had fish and chips which tasted beautiful. We had a really great night and a beautiful meal.

I woke up at 8am this morning and went to the doctors. That was fun! I have co-codomal tablets now on my repeat. I am also on a medication for my essential tremor which I feel has gotten worse so everything seems to be looking up at the moment. I got my school report through too, my attendance is 60.66% so a lot better than anyone had hoped for including me. I've not been in hospital for a while so *touch wood* I don't end up in for ages now. I went to see my consultant on Monday and that went really well. She changed one of my medications as my essential tremor medication was interfering with it, she also advised that I start to go swimming, so when the swimming pool near to my boyfriends uni flat opens, we are going to go swimming together which shall be good. Not only is it good for my lungs but it's good exercise too. She's also sending me for breathing tests too. I'm going for a bone scan too as the constant steroids may have damaged my bones. Overall everything looking great, my boyfriend and me are better than ever, my healths looking up and even school life is improving, so it's an uphill climb now :)

My father...

This post is going to be different, it's about something other than my hospital admissions. It's about the one thing that completely changed me as a person, broke me into pieces and the one thing that I will never fully recover from. Despite health conditions until December 2010, I was a happy teenager. I had friends, a loving father and mother and a great life. 6th December is when all of that changed, when the ground was almost taken out from under me and I was left with nothing. 6th December 2010 was the day my father died. It's a day I'll never forget and for all of the wrong reasons. It was like any other day, I was at school and nothing extra ordinary happened. It was really bad snow so I had to leave at 11am to go get the bus home so I would be able to get home. I phoned my dad and we arranged to go Christmas shopping on the Wednesday. We talked on the phone for a little bit then said goodbye and I went ahead with my normal day, oblivious to the fact that it would be the last time I'd ever hear my fathers voice. That day was normal. I remember being in my bedroom watching Corrination Street, it was the day of the tram crash so it was an hour long episode. I remember the police coming to the door and weirdly enough I thought they'd come to arrest my mum. I walked downstairs at one point and my mum walked out and asked if I had any of my dads brothers house numbers, I didn't think anything of it and said no. I went back upstairs and shortly afterwards the police left. My mum came into my bedroom and asked me to switch of the tv, I did so and she sat down. She simply looked at me and said "Nicole, I don't know how to say this so I'm just going to say it. It's your dad, he's dead." As soon as she said that sentence my eyes flooded with tears and I screamed no over and over again. I couldn't quite believe it. I didn't understand how he could be gone, he was fine earlier on. My mum told me he'd been found on the road and a veterinary nurse tried to perform CPR but it was too late he was gone. An autopsy revealed that he'd died from a heart attack which killed him instantly. He'd been ill since 2001 with kidney failure and was on dialysis. He'd had hope with a transplant once, but when they tried to connect the kidney unfortunately his nerve endings were too dead so they couldn't connect it, sometimes I ask myself if he'd had that transplant would he still be alive today? It's been hard living without a father. Sometimes I feel okay then other times I just break down and feel I can't cope. I still have his house and mobile number in my phone and the amount of times I've gone to phone him then suddenly remembered that he's gone and never coming back. I remember being angry at my father, for leaving me. I couldn't understand why it had to be my dad. At his funeral I read a poem that I had written. Here it is:

He walked your paths,
He lead your life,
He did it all just for you,
He did it all the right way too.
Tears of unhappiness won't bring him back,
Dozens of memories that I seem to lack,
Thinking of him like he has just gone,
Not really gone but gone to sleep,
Tired of living not tired of sleeping.
If there was any way to bring him back,
I'd be on it in an instant,
Any way to wipe my tears,
The tears I cry inside then I'd find it.
I wish a million tears would bring him back,
But they can't and that's a fact.

R.I.P to my father, George Gray, forever in my heart <3

Today's a good day :)

I've just realised how much I've neglected my blog of late and I do apologise for that. So here's an update on me.

Since the last time I wrote I've ended up back in the Royal a few times. Both with asthma and anaphylaxis. I'm not sure what caused the anaphylaxis but obviously something didn't agree with me. It's often frustrating when that happens, when I don't actually know what caused my hospital admission. I was kept in with each one. There was asthma, then four days later there was anaphylaxis and funnily enough, it was the same A&E doctors that treated me. The main one, she could tell that the anaphylaxis was different from the asthma. I didn't take my adrenaline before I got to the hospital so they gave me a lovely injection of adrenaline into my thigh...that wasn't too fun. I can't really remember it happening though, but I was told later I tried to hit the nurse when she came near me with the needle, it's never a good thing to do when you've got a needle half in and half out of your hand. I felt really bad when the nurse told me that so I apologised a lot but she just laughed it off and said that she would have probably have done the same if she had been in my situation. I can't remember much of A&E from that time...my boyfriend and his mum were in the hospital and I can't really remember them coming to see me, which they did. They said that I kept falling asleep...it does take a lot out of you though so they don't blame me for falling asleep. Since then though there's been no more admissions. I'm still on steriods at the moment, down to 20mg a day, reducing by 10mg every 3 days until I am off them so not too long to go now. It's just a waiting game really, just waiting to see if this time I can avoid hospital for longer than a week after coming off steriods, which I hope I can.

I aim to update everyone soon about how I'm doing, but today is a good day and I'm just relaxing at my boyfriends house :) xxx