This is the first post I ever wrote on Facebook first. Then I put it here as it’s important to me and I like it. I really like it! I can’t seem to format it the way I want to and am having other structural problems. Getting my life back doesn’t mean technical perfection or anything near that!
When I first moved here I was walking between five and many more miles a day. Walking has always helped me think, solve problems, feel good and much more.
One day I lost my breath. I began coughing constantly and went on a quest to find out what was wrong. No matter what went right in my life something always felt wrong because I couldn’t breath properly and more importantly wasn’t able to take long walks. Short ones were difficult. Somehow I never had breathing problems in stores and I hate stores! (That might be a clue as to what’s wrong. Not the stores per se but being inside. I didn’t move here to be inside!)
I gained a lot of weight. And I was convinced that I was losing most of my brain cells.
Writing, something that had been second nature to me, became incredibly difficult. I had been a walking thesaurus and now couldn’t think of the most simple words. My entire quality of life felt lost–maybe forever.
I saw many specialists (and yes facebooked it all.) I know everything it’s not….
This week I had the worst lung infection I have ever had.
The wheezing is amazing. I swear it sounds like two people having a very strange conversation. Oh you think I’m hallucinating? : ) I’m not. I know that as I made up the conversations.
Still have the infection but think it might be the best thing that ever happened to me (in the good after bad department.)