About 10 weeks ago, I walked up a flight of stairs, and I noticed when I got to the top of the stairs that I was a little bit out of breath. And then for 3 weeks after that, the breathing—the breathing got steadily worse to the point where I couldn't sleep.
I tried every position in bed you can think of to try and sleep, but I couldn't, because every time I shut my eyes, I became out of breath. So I—in—because I hadn't slept for so long, this was really scaring me now. So I decided, "I need to see a doctor."
It's been excellent, excellent. I couldn't—I couldn't ask for more. They—they—they've all been great, especially Dr. Arapin—she's my friend now! Yeah, lovely lady, absolutely lovely lady. And all the nurses, all of them so good. I'm always pleased to see any one of them.
I'm so happy because I can breathe again properly. I can actually breathe without thinking of—of breathing or hearing myself breathing. Just—it's become a natural thing again that you just do without having to think about it. And of course, I can sleep again now, so I feel so much... brilliant!