108 – Celebration of Friendship, Staying Alive Part 8: 30 November 2024
In blog 106, I referred to our trip from
Adelaide to Port Lincoln on Tuesday 30 April 2019 and to how Ann Ryan and Sue
Chapman went with us. The Port Lincoln trip was to celebrate my 70th
birthday.
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An earlier celebration of my birthday took place in
the evening of Saturday 27 April 2019 at a restaurant overlooking Adelaide’s
River Torrens. In hindsight, I see this evening was the last occasion when the nearly complete friendship
group gathered to have fun without the shadow of Margaret’s illness hanging
over all of us. Margaret looked very
healthy in the restaurant.
Finding this photo of Margaret from just before she
became deadly ill, has filled me with longing for a past that can never be
relived. Margaret looked so very
healthy, yet even then, the cancer had probably already started its initial
growth spurt. During the 4 ½ years of
life that Margaret then had left to her, she never again looked as healthy as
she did that night.
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The group of friends
gave me a small statue of the Buddha as a birthday present.
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While in Port
Lincoln, the four of us stayed in a rented apartment on the beachfront. Margaret’s mobility was limited because of
the neurological damage in her spine, but she and I had a wonderful time. It was so very good to be with people who we
believed – wrongly as found out later – were our very good friends.
Anne Ryan is on the
left and Sue Chapman is on the right in this photo. I took this photo on a walk along the
beachfront at Port Lincoln.
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One of the reasons I
love Port Lincoln is because of scenery just like this.
These waves were
rolling into the shore just south of the town of Port Lincoln.
I took this photo just above from nearly the same spot as the preceding one.
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I never had any repeat of a sneeze attack of the same
severity as that in Morialta in about July 2019, but my sneezing never went away. It steadily accelerated.
I began to always carry two fresh handkerchiefs in my
pockets and I always had to throw them into the laundry at the end of
every day. Usually, two handkerchiefs
per day were not enough to soak up the great volumes of liquid produced every
day by my nasal system.
The sneeze always came several times per day
and they came every day. I never had a
day when I was sneeze free.
My stitch line from the heart operation continued to be under great strain and I had to take increasing care whenever I drank or ate anything. If I suddenly sneezed while eating or drinking, whatever was in my mouth became a projectile which could easily hit anyone near me. I began immediately clutching my chest whenever I detected a sneeze was about to make an appearance. I felt it might prevent the chest from splitting open.
Life became increasingly
hard, but I did my best to ignore the sneezing.
I had no idea what was causing it, but I hoped vainly that if simply ignored
it, it would eventually stop.
I was wrong of course.
There was no possibility of the sneezing ever going away on its own, but
I did not know that in mid 2019.
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Magaret watched me closely. She knew I was in trouble, but she could not
think of anything obvious that might be causing my sneezing.
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Apart from the sneezing, another disturbing symptom
appeared in about September 2019..
It became increasingly impossible for me to breathe
through my nose.
At first, only one nostril appeared to be permanently
blocked, but as time went by, it became impossible to breathe through either
nostril. I started exclusively breathing
through my mouth.
Breathing through the mouth has at least one overwhelming factor in its favour. Mouth breathing does enable air to get air into the body; but it is a poor substitute for breathing through the body part specifically designed to allow air to get into the system.
We have noses and air passages because these are the main body parts designed to allow us to breathe. Breathing through the mouth permanently is a little like relying on the backup generator for your main power source instead of relying on it for its primary function – as a backup.
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I have meditated for an hour every day since
2013. As part of my daily meditation, I
began to tell my body to unblock my nasal passages. It was difficult, but at the end of an hour
of meditation, I was usually successful in being able to breathe through both
nostrils again.
Unfortunately, my mediation therapy was never successful for more than ten minutes after I had finished meditating.
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I was in trouble, but I tried to hide this from
Margaret.
We had a holiday in Ireland coming up and I would not permit sneezing and breathing difficulties to get in the way of our holiday
I miss Margaret so completely. I know the past is a "different country" but it would indeed be wonderful to be able to revisit that different country known as the past. I could hug her again.. I could kiss her again.
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