108.5kg. It was a slow start to the week. I didn't get out on Sunday as it was cold and raining occasionally. Also, I was feeling a little dizzy with some vertigo or something. On Monday at work I started to feel a little light headed and dizzy in the morning and a little like I had motion sickness or something. I did a little research and I thought it could have been an inner ear infection or something like that so I made a doctors appointment for Tuesday morning. I was a little bit worried about riding home but decided that I could always pull over if I started to feel dizzy while on the bike. I also
didn't go for a walk on Monday as I was still feeling a little nauseous
and I didn't want to have a dizzy spell when I was out, I made my 10,000
steps for the day all the same, so I didn't feel too bad.
On Tuesday morning I went to the doctors as I was still a little dizzy, it kind of felt like I was a little tipsy or something. Apparently my blood pressure is a little low and that could be causing the dizziness. It turns out that one of the reasons that my blood pressure might be a little low is because I've been losing weight. The doctor encouraged me to keep on losing weight even if that is what was making me dizzy. She checked me over and seeing as I didn't have a cold and she couldn't see anything wrong in my ears, she wasn't quite sure what was going on. The doctor ordered some blood tests and she gave me some pills to help with the dizziness. I also went and got the ultra sound done on my knee on as the doctor was willing to give me a medical certificate for the day off since it was already 11am by the time I'd finished there and I still had to get the ultra sound done.The
ultrasound didn't show that there was anything wrong, so that's good,
it must have been as I initially thought, tendinitis. As it can take some time to heal properly I laid off the afternoon walks for the week just to be on the safe side.
Wednesday was a pretty big day. I had to work back and things went from bad to worse. I didn't end up getting home until 1:30am. When I was crawling into bed I check my fitbit to see how many steps I'd done and it said just a little over 3,000. I was kind of surprised until I realised that it was referring to 3,000 steps since midnight. For Wednesday itself I did over 16,000 steps, so I really did close to 20,000 steps in total from when I got out of bed until I got back into bed.
Thursday was back to normal apart from being tired from getting to bed so late. I'd done over 10,000 steps by the time I got home from work so didn't head out. Friday was a normal day and I managed to get out for a walk at lunch. I forgot to take my anti-dizziness tablet at lunch and again at dinner on Friday, so I woke up this morning feeling pretty dizzy. I obviously need to keep taking them. I haven't heard from the doctor and my wife wants me to call them to follow up just in case there was something wrong with them. I don't really want to think about it at the moment so I'll probably call them on Monday.
Since my mother died of ovarian cancer several years ago, I always start worrying when I start feeling a little off. Just before she was diagnosed she'd said that she was feeling a little flat and felt like that she needed a tonic or something to give her a little "pick me up". For her own reasons my mother refused treatment the second time around, it had spread to her liver and there was basically no chance that she'd be able to beat it, so she decided to try and get a few months of not feeling sick from chemo and enjoy that time as best she could, unfortunately the cancer was very aggressive and her time was short. I've already decided that no matter what, I'd fight it, I'd never give in. Maybe if I was older like my mother was at the time, then I'd have a different view, but I don't feel like I've done enough in my life or enough for my wife and kids to let it beat me without a fight. I seriously hope I'm never faced with a terminal illness, as that would just be such a confronting issue it'd make everything else pale in comparison.
Bomber.
Walking everyday next week - I hope
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