I probably shouldn’t be on here posting anything at all. My partner has already pointed out to me this morning that I don’t get enough rest, and that the reason my heart is doing a merry dance and I’m having difficulty breathing is because of this. He may have a point. But I also have many health problems despite the fact that on the face of it I am probably fitter than most people given the amount of exercise I do in a week, to add to that I don’t smoke and I don’t consume alcohol (rarely).
Some of you may be thinking “crikey she seems to have been ill quite a lot lately”, sadly you’d be right. The older I become, the more frequent these episodes seem to occur. Perhaps my most worrying and troublesome condition is the Ventricular/Cardiac Arrhythmia, although I would imagine that I suffer with several different types of arrhythmia given that the underlying causes prevent regular functioning of my blood-pressure and heart-rate in general.
The crushing feeling I have in my windpipe right now, and since last night is however a relatively new development in my symptoms. The first time I experienced this was back in April, and I was packed and ready to go to hospital, having given strict instructions to my 9 year old daughter to call an ambulance if I stopped breathing, much to her horror. It was very scary the first time around. Although it did pass eventually without any hospital visits necessary.
Stopping breathing is not what worries me though (although it probably should), it’s my heart giving out at the drop of a hat that gives me cause for concern, mainly because those kinds of symptoms are extremely painful and debilitating, let alone potentially damaging, and at the worst fatal. Angina symptoms are probably some of the most unpleasant that I could choose to experience in terms of personal affliction. Joint and muscles pain I can deal with, but heart pain is not on my wish list. Why am I telling you this? As usual I don’t really know other than I just felt I needed to, so following my good old intuition I am writing about it, as much as it’s not the kind of reading you might want to indulge in on a Sunday afternoon. Sorry.
I’m not really vying for sympathy, but I’m hoping that by revelling in your lovely energies I might just get through this quicker. It worked the last time.
I can’t tell you often enough how much I appreciate the hospitality and friendship of all my readers. I have grown quite used to you all being part of my life, over the past year, and I’m not sure I’m quite ready to give you up yet. You are a bloody wonderful bunch, and I just wanted to remind you all (as if you didn’t already know)!
Not that I’m gushing at all…. much 😉 Joseph tells me I’ll be fine. I guess if anyone would know, he would…