On 27th September I was staring down the barrel, figuratively speaking, of my biggest crisis in life so far. An exercise stress test (treadmill) three weeks previously had shown a seriously major problem with the old ticker, or to be more precise the arteries around it and no amount of tablets was going to cure it.
Well now, almost one year to the day since I had my 'argument' with a heart surgeon.... and came off decidedly second best....... I have again jumped on that very same treadmill for a follow-up test.
Well now, almost one year to the day since I had my 'argument' with a heart surgeon.... and came off decidedly second best....... I have again jumped on that very same treadmill for a follow-up test.
In 2012, I lasted all of approx 4-5 minutes before my physiologist watching the strange happenings on the heart monitor had seen enough and got me off the treadmill before I possibly keeled over and delayed the doctor on duty's afternoon coffee break. This time that very same lady watched me do a full 18 minutes and I quote 'set a benchmark for the others today'.
On that remarkable day in 2012, when I waved over at the Grim Reaper, I suppose in a way my life changed completely,
Some day when the time is right, through this blog I will publicly thank everyone who has got me this far.
In the meantime Thank God!!
