I managed to resist the temptation to post here for a whole month, but today was a significant day so I thought I'd update you!
I met Night Train for a chat a few weeks ago when he drove over to get his car repaired just down the road from here. We had intended to go for a walk but wintry conditions had returned so we settled for the warmth of the cafe instead.
The weather improved over the next few days and the following week Slower Than A Sluggish Sloth came over to see me. We went for a walk which I thought would be about 4 miles, but it turned out to be 7 - my longest walk since getting ill last July. It was also the hardest, taking in not one, but two of the local hills! I needed a short rest before tackling the second hill, but it was obvious that my health and fitness are continuing to improve.
We went for lunch in Heptonstall, an old village on a hilltop overlooking Hebden Bridge.
As we walked back down, I got a call from bromptonfb who was riding over and wondered if I would be free to meet him. There was a brief 'handover' period, and then STASS drove off to meet some climbing pals, while bfb and I went to a local pub for a chat. We did our good deed for the day when we found an iPhone on the table next to ours. We handed it in at the bar and it was claimed about 20 minutes later by a grateful granddad with his grandson in tow.
So, I am being kept cheerful by seeing some CycleChatters and I am able to do more with each passing month. I think I am still some way off being ready to get back on my bike, but I decided that it was time to organise my first ever 'forum walk' - details in
this thread. If you fancy coming along then just post in that thread and I will add your name to the list.
Scary symptoms - chest pains, shortness of breath, heart palpitations and a racing pulse rate - are becoming much rarer. From time to time, I can forget that I am still ill. I was upstairs when the postman knocked a week or so back. I ran downstairs and through to the front door to sign for my parcel and it was only when I closed the door that I realised that I was breathing very hard for such a small exertion.
That brings us to today ...
I just had a very spooky (but pleasing) experience having 7 tubes of blood taken from my right arm ... (I expected it to be 8, but one will be split for 2 tests.)
I am a complete wimp with needles and giving a blood sample in January really hurt so I was feeling apprehensive this time round. The nurse managed to get the needle in fairly painlessly, and I chatted to her while she went about her business. I was looking the other way the whole time because I fainted the last time I watched it being done!
Suddenly, I heard her saying goodbye from the other side of the room. I turned round to see her heading out of the door. She had somehow managed to extract the blood, take off the tourniquet, remove the needle and tape a piece of cotton wool over the puncture wound without me feeling her doing it! I had thought that she was still lining up the tubes and had not actually started taking the blood.
The blood samples will be tested for any signs of fresh clotting and to see if I have a gene mutation which increases my risk of clotting. I am still on Warfarin so there should not be any new clots forming, and I obviously hope that I am not a 'born clotter'! I will see my consultant in a couple of weeks time and be told what's what then.
The forum walk comes a couple of days later, and I will no doubt be reporting back here shortly afterwards. Ciao!