The one with the wake up call

Posting this latest blog has wobbled me a bit, I have not known what to share or what to withhold.  But from the very first blog post nearly 3 years ago I said I would be honest and share the truth warts and all. 

Sometimes this has been positive and sometimes not. A few weeks ago we went on a short break to North Yorkshire and it started off as a disaster and got progressively worse from there. The very first day my dad got Covid, shortly followed by my mum and Linda so we spent the week in the caravan before we gave up and came home. Somehow (or because of Jabs) I didn’t get Covid though. 

The weekend we got back I took Isaac to a Porsche car show in Telford. It was amazing, I saw a couple of 996 C4S’s in the flesh. I love these cars. One day! 

Training wise I’ve been lagging again. Not by choice though. I did start back really well for 3 weeks but working a few longer shifts and burning the candle at both ends meant I missed a few sessions. Then I caught a horrible chesty cough. I’ve had 2 rounds of medicine for it now and I just can’t shift it. I feel like I have someone sat on my chest permanently. So past 3 weeks with rest, other than dog walks. 

In this time my best friend, my little gentle Dog Paddy was very poorly and took a turn for the worse. He had a Stroke and needed to be put to sleep.

As part of my medication I take for my mental health I need regular blood tests on my Lithium levels. No problem, just little test every few weeks. Well this time there was a problem! The GP called me last week and said that my blood test showed signs of Diabetes. This is Earth shattering news for me. I know I’ve abused my body and in turn mind. But to hear this from the doc made everything all come crashing down on me. 

In March 2020 when I started this journey I did it as I had a fear of Diabetes as it was in my family. Gutted. Now I need to do another test in 4/6 weeks and that will determine the outcome. I’m quietly hoping it is what is known as ‘pre-diabetes’ which can be controlled and reversed (I believe). I’ve never heard of a diabetic Ironman. Praying this is not the end! 

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