Sunday, March 02, 2003
There's a down side to being a super fit always healthy person. On the rare occasions that I'm not fit and healty, I not only get a major case of the whines, but there's also the tendancy for me to panic and make a complete twat of myself.So there we were yesterday, in Brigitte's car on the way to Aylesbury for a shopping trip, when my already somewhat congested lungs (from a lingering minor chest infection that's been hanging around for a couple of months) decided they were gonna have a barny at me for all the cigs I'd smoked the night before. All of a sudden I couldn't breathe. "Wheeze wheeze" I went. This, coupled with a periodic chest pain I suffer due to misaligned shoulders from bad posture, and an oddly inflamed vein in my leg, all at the same time, led to the most scary ideas going through my head.
"Oh shit, I've got a deep vein thrombosis, a blood clot's gone to my lungs, blocking the blood flow to my heart, and now I'm gonna die!!"
Obviously I didn't die, but it freaked me out so I was all in a sweat, which rather worried Brigitte too. So she's sat there looking concerned and asking if I'm okay, and the best I could say was "I don't know." Anyway, the panic subsided when I realised I wasn't gonna keel over straight away, and we carried on to Aylesbury.
We didn't stay that long though, 'cause even though I obviously wasn't gonna fall down dead, I really did feel lousy, just kinda following Brigitte like some lost puppy. On getting home, we just slumped down in a chair, downloading music on kazaa lite while I quietly whimpered. I'm such a wuss.
So... I need to quit the cigs bigtime if they're gonna make me feel like that, and in truth, should probably see the doctor about this vein thing too.
Anyway, I need to say a belated happy birthday to arry, as in all my whining and feeling lousy, I entirely failed in my duties as a friend, and didn't go wish her a happy birthday yesterday.
Labels: medical, quitting smoking
Steve 1:04 PM [+]
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