I'd finally accepted that taking anti-depressant medication was gong to be part of my life for the long term foreseeable future. The medication had helped to increase my weight and clothes size to proportions I was not pleased about but I knew I had to accept it. Exercise was becoming more and more part of my life and I was shopping for clothes that suited my shape ignoring the sixes printed on labels (they fluctuate so much depending on where you shop!_.
Two weeks ago I was invited to a birthday party - only a few months ago I would not have accepted but I did. It was a small group of lovely people - lots of laughs and sharing of memories. The garden was beautiful decorated with candles.
I'd spent time getting ready finally settling on jeans and batwing t-shirt.
At the end of the evening waiting for a taxi I leaned against a wall - I hadn't seen the tea light. The next thing i was in hospital in accident & emergency.
I'd used my fire training and laid myself on the floor to help extinguish the flames, people at the party doused me in water and cut my top off so it would not stick. I passed out until in A&E.
A ten day stay in the burns unit at my local hospital ensued. The care I received was absolutely amazing from the doctors, to nurses and the domestic staff. Physio and psychological help were on and and will continue to be.
I am fortunate in that the burn was from my shoulder to my elbow and did not go n my face. To help repair the area I have had a skin graft the donor area being from my thigh.
Being in a fire was and remains my worst nightmare. I am so careful around fire, flames etc - I hate lighters never being able to use them properly, matches I light over the sink, gas fires I never use nor gas ovens,. candles & tea lights are always in a protective holder.
The need to remain positive is extremely important to me - over the past few days I've asked - why me? why can't anything good happen to me?. The dark hole that captured me through my chronic depression beckons but I must remain strong.
Two weeks ago I was invited to a birthday party - only a few months ago I would not have accepted but I did. It was a small group of lovely people - lots of laughs and sharing of memories. The garden was beautiful decorated with candles.
I'd spent time getting ready finally settling on jeans and batwing t-shirt.
At the end of the evening waiting for a taxi I leaned against a wall - I hadn't seen the tea light. The next thing i was in hospital in accident & emergency.
I'd used my fire training and laid myself on the floor to help extinguish the flames, people at the party doused me in water and cut my top off so it would not stick. I passed out until in A&E.
A ten day stay in the burns unit at my local hospital ensued. The care I received was absolutely amazing from the doctors, to nurses and the domestic staff. Physio and psychological help were on and and will continue to be.
I am fortunate in that the burn was from my shoulder to my elbow and did not go n my face. To help repair the area I have had a skin graft the donor area being from my thigh.
Being in a fire was and remains my worst nightmare. I am so careful around fire, flames etc - I hate lighters never being able to use them properly, matches I light over the sink, gas fires I never use nor gas ovens,. candles & tea lights are always in a protective holder.
The need to remain positive is extremely important to me - over the past few days I've asked - why me? why can't anything good happen to me?. The dark hole that captured me through my chronic depression beckons but I must remain strong.
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