OK, so we returned from Thailand on 25 June. Took a day to get going, get used to the new time zone. On the following day I did some shopping, then went to visit a friend. I felt just fine. Following day, went to a fair, then the Saturday evening took son to dinner and a movie.
Before the movie we had a bit of time, so I went to the sporting goods store and purchased a top of the range pedometer, so that, come Monday, I can start - had even made an appointment with my nutritionist for the Monday, so I was raring to go.
Got home 11pm, got into bed. Being winter, it got very cold, so I put the aircon on heat, added a blanket, switched on electric blanket for initial warm up. I got colder, started shivering uncontrollably, breathing first became laboured, then laboured and shallow. Still cold, put on an extra layer, added sox, still unable to calm breathing or shivers. By 2am I called my son in law and begged for help.
He made it to my home in record time, all the while my daughter kept me talking on the cell, instructing me to slow my breathing. An ambulance was called, I was given oxygen, and promptly needed a bucket to throw up in - nasty! I was admitted to hospital and placed in High Care on IV fluids. The diagnosis? pneumonia, no symptoms prior to this attack! Scary!
I was discharged a week later. I am recuperating but still short of breath. My challenge is to get myself to the point where I can walk to the bathroom without getting short of breath, never mind 5k in 6 weeks!
I have entered myself for a 5k walk in August, here's hoping.....