|1982 Montreal International Marathon (46th, 2:29). |
Eventually I rose, watched one of my favourite political programs over a late and light breakfast, and headed out for a 5km walk on a very warm and sunny morning. The walk started with a moderate hill and I was a little disturbed to already feel out of breath and conscious of my heart racing. After another hill on which I again struggled mildly, I had to stop and hold the railing on a short flight of steps and even toyed with the idea of returning home.
|The leading bunch in the 1983|
Victorian Marathon Championship
I haven't been optimistic about the permanency of the cardioversion, but feel more hopeful after a discussion with a doctor friend last night at a social gathering. She saw no reason why a cardioversion might not be a long-term solution and cited her own father as an example. Nevertheless, I think it's prudent to be a little cautious. I don't feel anxious about the procedure, though that may change as the hour approaches (2:30pm tomorrow afternoon). I just want it to be over with.
The episode on the stairs passed after a minute or so, and I decided to continue with my walk and completed it safely, despite a few more minor occasions of breathlessness.
In a perfect world, the cardioversion will immediately improve my quality of life as my heart returns to normal, but it's not a perfect world. Fingers crossed.