Going to Pot(s)

  Greetings my fellow humans!

I’m back from the real world with tales of my health. Oh Yay! You say ;-)

The last few days have been quite dramatic to say the least. 

I went off to the Drs for something else and she took my Blood Pressure and pulse. My heart rate was 140bpm. I know I don’t like having my BP measured and it always elevates dramatically. In my head it felt like I was running a race. She freaked out (gently) and sent me off to the Emergency Department at the hospital. I resisted of course because it was not a good day for it.

Cris was doing a talk and not contactable, Miles was preparing to go camping for the night and Cris was going to Tasmania for work the next day. But she painted an awful picture so I complied.

It was not pleasant waiting in the ED as I’m sure you know. Mostly because I couldn’t contact anyone due to abysmal signal. And I had no idea what was happening to my body. When they finally came for me and they saw the state I was in, they were so sweet telling me they would look after me. And they did!

Cris finally made it in and we stayed there for 6 hours being seen and monitored and IVed.

The upshot is postural tachycardia, ?POTS.

I still need to see a cardiologist for a proper diagnosis. In the meantime I’m doing a 24 hour ECG halter, been started on beta blockers, drinking 3 litres of fluids a day, salting everything (yuck!) and monitoring my BP and heart rate for two weeks.

So in all this my yoga and exercise has suffered, as you can imagine. The bending in yoga is challenging.

I’m hoping the beta blockers which are doing a great job with the heart rate will settle me down so I can get back to exercising properly. It takes a few days for the body to adjust.

So there you go. All’s well that ends well.

Cris did his talk, Miles did his camp, and Cris got off to Tassie.

I was so grateful to my family for their support, especially Cris who raced to my side dropping everything including a seminar. And the kids just picked up the slack. Miles and Aiden sorted the camping gear, and Aiden gave himself dinner and watched a movie with the dog. I was a little worried if they would freak out, but it seems we have some strong sons. I’m proud of them!

Here is a recent knitting project I did. I call it my strangled octopus! It was a lot of fun and I’m looking forward to how it will enliven my winter wardrobe. It can also be rotated like a poncho and worn with arms in the holes.

Recently I had my 59th birthday, so this is the outfit I wore to celebrate being still a badass!

The pants and braces I made.

I’ll leave you with the gorgeous view Miles took from where he camped, half way up the second highest mountain on the ACT border!

Til next time, 

keep on creating!(a good life)

Lots of love,

Jazzy Jack