October 30th will be the anniversary of the first heart attack.
What a year it has been.
Two attacks, two stents and two months later, I could still hardly walk.
Just climbing upstairs fucked me.
I remember thinking Im a cripple...
Fear of that, more than anything, kicked my arse.
Winter was cold, but I still walked round the block in ever increasing circles.
Then I began to jog !
(Work or burst)
Life changed..
Is it better.?
I feel good in my body, again.
I now sleep every night.
I drink water.
I watch my diet.
I exercise.
My heart is more open.
My recovery feels nearly complete and Thank You..
ALL.
