Last Saturday I had planned to pick up a sofabed from Freecycle. I drove up to Chatham for 11am and met the kindly donator outside her house. We went around the corner to the garage where the thing was stored.
Usually I ask for photos before I go and now I'm going to make it a rule. I'm not sure if she really meant for it to be used or if she was just trying to get it to the tip without paying someone to take it away. The frame was OK-ish but the matress was wet, mouldy and it stank.
As I was texting my wife "Going to tip, this thing stinks" I thought about GC at work. He's going to piss himself when he finds out I've driven 50 miles just to take out a stranger's trash. Oh well.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Stay calm
Yesterday afternoon I sat at my desk bored out of my skull. Resting my chin on my hands I felt my pulse.
I haven't been running for a while now so I decided to take my pulse to see how much the resting rate had increased. It used to be about 60 but it's 68 now.
Then I noticed something unsettling. My heart seems to skip a beat every now and then. Thump, thump, thump, pause, thump, thump, thump. There's no fixed pattern to it, sometimes two skips in the space of 10 beats sometimes a gap of 70 beats.
I read something about PVCs, premature ventricular complexes, on the web and this seems to fit but then I'm no doctor.
I've checked again today and it doesn't seem to be happening now. I'm going to the doctor's about it next Friday just to be sure. Probably nothing but I don't want to be in the hospital in 2 years time listening to, "Well Mr. *, if you'd come to us sooner we might have been able to save your legs."
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