Category: Health

Get Thee to a Neurologist – An Update

Friday was the day I finally had my appointment to see a neuromuscular specialist in Melbourne, and I approached the event with both excitement and trepidation.

On the one hand, the possibility – however small – that I had an underlying condition that caused, or at least exacerbated, my case of rhabdo was scary. And surprisingly enough, Googling neuromuscular disorders didn’t make me feel any better about the whole thing.

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The Kayaking Incident

I said in my last post that I haven’t yet found myself on dialysis in a foreign hospital. What I didn’t say was that there was a very brief moment where I thought I might.

Since the fateful half marathon over a year ago, I have not done a whole lot of exercise. When I have, it’s been walking. Safe to say, therefore, my arm muscles are not what they used to be. If I’m being honest, they were never much to begin with.

When, in New Zealand, I decided to spend a whole day sea kayaking around Abel Tasman National Park, I probably should have realised that it was going to be hard. But I didn’t.

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On making the most of my health (and the best travel insurance money can buy)

Make the most of your health. Live while you’re young. Make hay when the sun shines. They’re such clichés, and I may have just quoted One Direction, but it’s true that you never really know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone. Or, in my case, almost gone.

My now-husband and I were planning our epic round-the-world honeymoon long before I got ill. But if there’s one thing that’s sure to get you fired up to travel, it’s the idea that you might not be able to.

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My Life of Laxatives

One of the many things no one ever tells you about spending time in hospital is just how much interest everyone takes in your bodily functions.

I don’t know if the levels of scrutiny are the same for all patients (although I imagine so), but drawing on my own experiences, hospital staff really care a lot – like, a lot a lot – about whatever’s coming out of you.

Fortijuice
Fortijuice. *shudder*

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Get Thee to a Neurologist

This week, three things happened.

I went for the first run on the C25K programme, a gentle run-walk-run exercise covering 3.5k. A good start, as far as I was concerned, and something I will tell you about in more detail later.

I accepted and started a new job, a three-month contract working for a business-to-business start-up website. Yay!

I also received an email from a doctor.

My chuffed post-run face. This post is hard to illustrate.
My chuffed post-run face. This post is hard to illustrate.

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Walking Before I can Run

As it says on my C25K page, I’m not starting from scratch here. Having spent three months gallivanting around New Zealand, Fiji and Australia, I’ve been doing some pretty spectacular practice walks.

Back when I was in hospital, I was weak, but could walk around a little bit. By the time I left, I could walk pretty much normally, but stairs were tricky. A few weeks later, stairs were all good, but I tried to run for a bus and that didn’t go so well.

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