25 September, 2008
So I overestimated myself, so what?
23:25:49 | Daily Life | 
This will be the very, very last health update here. For future updates on my progress, health wise - it’s elsewhere.
I wish to maintain happy and cheerful karma on this blog. (As far as possible.)
Plus, I’m pretty sure that people typically prefer happier entries rather than having to listen to someone complain.
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No symptoms for one and a half days. A pretty good sign, right?
So, I cleaned the windows yesterday afternoon (because they were getting pretty dusty). Experienced a short bout of dizziness after that. But otherwise, I held out for the rest of the day without any major symptoms.
Even more of a good sign, right?
So, I decided to push myself to the limits this evening and brisk-walked from Orchard Scotts (where I had to pick up at item) to Centrepoint Shopping Centre where I was supposed to meet my mum - which was about four bus stops away and approximately a fifteen minute walk.
Surprisingly, I held out well throughout the walk - which amazed me because I still have the stamina despite having stopped all vigorous activity since all this cardiac/sickness hoo-ha began three months ago.
Joy was short lived.
Plagued with giddy spells after that walk and came close to passing out completely three times this evening. Heart palpitations were strong and remained that way for two hours straight. Counted my heart rate using my watch at one point and found it to be 150 bpm - another episode of tachycardia.
Mum had to carry my bags and laptop for me since I could barely stand on my own.
Then, I had to endure a round of nagging about not knowing my own limits and overdoing things when I am nowhere close to recovering completely.
Mum wanted to drive me to the A&E, which I refused.
But I still feel that it’s better to have tried and failed than never to have tried at all.
Ah, fuck it.
C O M M E N T S (3)
Actually, in cases like this I find it’s better NOT to have tried and failed. You were getting stronger, but then overextending yourself sets you back. If you hadn’t you might have been able to walk briskly tomorrow, but now you probably won’t.
Sorry to be the bearer of bad news :( But as an asthmatic I’ve had plenty of experience with pushing myself too far and not bouncing back after a day. Really really upsetting.
I’m a little sad that you’re separating your life into two blogs. Still, I’m going to subscribe to your other one, because you could use all the supportive comments you can get, I’m sure!
Brenda’s reply: Don’t worry. (: Bad news accepted, because I discovered it myself too … the hard way. :(
I don’t quite like idea of having two blogs as well. But I guess it may help - since my close friends want regular updates (and it’ll do me good too, as a form of progress tracking) but yet I don’t wish to litter Little Wonder with too much err … depressing stuff. Haha.
Thank you for your support though! Means a lot to me. (:
…Awwww… I really hope you do get better but I did think it wasn’t so good to push yourself too hard. I’m glad your mom is very supportive of you so keep working towards getting better!!! Don’t overdo anything!
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It is better to have tried and failed than to not have tried at all. It just sucks that you have to suffer like this. I know you enjoy your vigorous activities.
Parents will always be nagging, especially mothers. I guess it’s just something they can’t resist.