This will
be a bit of a strange blogpost.
Yesterday,
walking to Welsh Back, I felt decidedly ‘weird’ (physically)… quite weak and
struggling to walk normally… walking slowly and gingerly… not exactly
breathless, but certainly not feeling ‘right’. I gradually improved and, by the
time I returned to the apartment, I felt ‘ok’ (not brilliant, but ok). It all
felt slightly scary.
Then, this
morning, I walked to the local Co-op to fetch the newspaper and, walking home, again
felt similarly ‘weird’… and slightly shaky and not exactly breathless, but with
a strange sensation high up, level with sternum (no actual pain)... maybe something like fluttering breaths? Took it easy
for the rest of the day and no further issues… but just thought I’d write down the experiences for possible future reference.
But the
experience has made me feel strangely vulnerable and that I’m not going to live
forever… and maybe not even to the end of 2022!
Just a series of random reflections compiled during the coronavirus crisis. March 2020
Saturday, January 8, 2022
Saturday 8 January 2022:
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