The scrapbook retreat was wonderful, the venue, the food, the company, the organisation were all brilliant.
Being with Trish was the best, she is a wonderful, loving and caring woman. I am so blessed to have her as my best friend.I was taken to hospital on Saturday with severe chest pain and she was with me every step of the way. I had the best possible care from the most fantastic people. It was very scarey and hope I never experience anything like it again. From Nigel, to Judy, a doctor at the retreat. From the three paramedic's to the nurses and doctors at the hospital. The A&E support worker who stuggled to get my blood, to the staff nurse with a very pretty name. They were all amazing and I am so grateful for their kindness and great care.
I had two lots of bloods taken, two ECG's and a chest xray and thankfully there was nothing wrong with my heart. The general consensus is it was a caffeine overload. I do not usually drink coffee, but I do not like tea in the hotel. So I was drinking coffee from Friday afternoon until the chest pain started. It is the only thing I can think can of caused the severe pain in the centre of my chest.
Today I have felt wonderful, euphoric in fact. Yesterday I thought I was dying and it scared me so. I realised how precious life is and I want to live a long, long time. The love and compassion I received from strangers when I returneds to the hotel yesterday evening was very humbling. My husband came back early from Scotland when Trish rang him to let him know what was happening. He arrived at the hotel at around 9pm and brought me home. We needed to cling to each other after such a scare. We talked a lot about the emotions, thoughts and fears of the day.
This morning I went back to the hotel for the last day of the retreat. I went into the restaurant to find Trish having breakfast. We had an emotional reunion, yesterday it was banter and nervous laughter to keep my spirits up. Today is was the realisation of how it could have gone so far the other way, There were hugs, tears and hand holding and a immense feeling of gratitude.
When we went into the room where we were scrapbooking, I was greeting by such kind and welcoming words and hugs. All day people were coming to me expressing their concern and their pleasure at seeing me looking well.
This was a Wake Up Call and I am acting on it.
I know I want to live, I want to lead a happy, healthy, joyful life.
I know thge depression will probably decent upon me again within days.
I am going to fight it every step of the way.
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