There was so much I planned to do this winter. I had found lots of places to take my scooter red with Lynne and our dog Amy. Long tarmacked cycle paths to enjoy that would not be muddy from the winter rains. Trips to next door England to visit different indoor shopping centers were planned. Plans that seemed doomed as every time one trip was agreed on something happened to cancel it. Sometimes it was the weather just too bad for me to want to drive on the motorway. Yes there were plans a plenty. Sadly most never happened.
This Welsh winter has probably been the warmest I have known. But rain falling almost every day since October, often with high winds, left little scope to get out and about. But exercise remains a must, so has to be done from within the confines of my home. I have at times become a fidget. At times to the annoyance of Lynne. But move I must. And move I did. With only a month to go to Spring I hoped for an early spring, and to get outdoors more. Even Lynne is complaining of not getting out with me along her on red as she enjoys a walk. Alas weather charts now show snow is to arrive.
But I have been busy in my mind. One consideration is the future of this blog. I am aware that when I die this work dies with me. Or at least will when I am not paying for the web space anymore, and with the flick of a finger an unknown person deletes all you now read.. Even if I paid web space five years ahead. The end would come when time ran out. I am if nothing else practical.
But I have to consider if I am unlucky, and get a pneumonia, or something else that finally send me back to that other world, or wherever it is I came. What will happen to my blog. All 146 rants and 7 pages. It was suggested writing this blog in diary form as a kindle book would be good. At first I was not too keen. After all with near to 90,000 words or more to work on that is a challenge. My early blogs start in year 2010 and there is editing to be done. After much thought though it did seem too good an opportunity, or challenge, to miss so work has begun to rewrite, and publish Kindle. My legacy to this world when I have gone. So far about 10% has been completed. I aim to do at least one page a day, and to have this ready for publishing on Kindle by about November. So have to make sure I do not accidentally ‘dematerialize’ , as a friend said, before then. Do you think the book is a good idea? I would love to know.
For the first time for nearly a week I ventured out my door yesterday as I needed to get some products to make Welsh Cakes. Now if you have never tasted a Welsh Cake you are missing out on one of lives joys. Google Welsh Cakes and take a peek. And if you can, bake some and let me know what you think of them. I just know you will enjoy them. If you cannot find the recipe contact me and I will send it. I hold no responsibility for bulging waistline.
Yesterday’s foray was hard for me. Lot’s of breathlessness getting around the supermarket pushing a trolley, and often stopping to catch breath. The result of getting over the cold from hell. Let’s be fair. I am a man, and am entitled to the worse cold ever, aren’t I. Word of advice. A fully blown head cold, the one where you are sneezing all the time, and your nose runs ahead of you, is to us dangerous. The cold itself is not, but the secondary infections from it to the chest are. So how do I survive a bad one like this one that laid me low for a week. While for many it will lead to a few days in hospital.
Staying indoors in the warm is essential. As is plenty of rest and sleep if needed. At the first suspicion of that cold hitting your chest start to take antibiotics, and steroids to ease inflammation. Drink lots of fluids to keep hydrated. If you use oxygen keep an eye on your sats. And if needed use more oxygen. I don’t, but you might want to ask your oxygen nurse first. Then cross your fingers for the best. In most case you will be fine. But if at any time you start to find it hard to breathe then don’t delay going to hospital.
After the cold has gone, you have to move around more to get them lungs working again. You will find you are much more breathless than you were before that cold. Don’t let that worry you. You will improve.
Till I next write. Keep that smile. And most of all. Breathe Easy. But before I go. Why not. Lets have a cheerful tune.