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Category: Breathing

  • Breathing (Day 6)

    (Picketing Day 9)

    I’m breathing well today. I thought I was coming down with something the first half of the week, but I just proceeded as usual and now I’m fine.

    I was coming down with something or my lungs just don’t like the actual transition to fall weather that’s happening maybe. Extra-specially since I have to be out in the weather so much more than usual.

    It is a rainy day today, or as the weather app says, potential storm is happening. I started the morning in a raincoat and rain poncho, which was a fetching combination. I also had 2 sweaters on which ended up being too warm, which is a good way to be. I went home for a new jacket/sweater combo and I’ve achieved a good warmth/dry balance now.

    I walked for a lot of the time, now I sit in a sheltered are at the front of the building. I feel there aren’t as many people here today as there have been other days? Main topic of conversation the past few days was how rainy it was going to be today, so there may be some practical absences. Not me though because I had to prance around in my poncho for a while, and then once that was soaked thought, I changed to my parka.

    The wind has picked up, and the rain is heavier. I’ll stay put here unless the wind shifts in any significant way and my shelter becomes no longer sheltered.

  • Breathing (Day 5)

    My first deep breath of the day occurred just after I locked the door to my apartment and was walking down the hall to leave for the morning. I had my right arm wrapped around a pot of dirt that once held a tomato plant, taking it down the store temporarily in the trunk in my car before taking it to Duncan this weekend. I took my tomato plants down this week, harvesting the last of the mostly edible tomatoes, because they were done for the season. I heard from Mum that Dad took down his tomato house quite recently so that was a good gauge for my timing.

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    Picketing Day 6

    … was yesterday and I sat for the whole of my shift. I wasn’t feeling good? Or my legs were tired. Something. I didn’t want to walk. And then it was my first time experiencing rain for a whole shift, for which I was not prepared. The weather report betrayed me in the most dreadful fashion. I am close enough to home, though, so I and got a warmer jacket, and then a dry jacket throughout the morning.

    Today (Picketing day 7) is better and I’m walking about, and did t bring my chair, but it was open and pit after having to dry it out yesterday, and it seemed like a lot of work to fold it back up into its carry bag.

  • Breathing (Day 4)

    I took the deepest of breaths this morning at around 10:45. I was under a chestnut tree on Michigan St is James Bay behind Capital Park. I know it was a chestnut tree because chestnuts have been falling on us as we walk under it; and there are chestnut casings(? The spiky outer skins) squished all over the sidewalk. And the occasional shiny brown nut.

    I got a cough drop at my break so that probably helped with the deepest of breaths I took. I was not huffy today so I wasn’t thinking about breathing and then I took a big inhale that just went on and on.

    My work site is on strike as of last week, so I am spending my mornings walking along a picket line with a jolly yellow sign attached around my neck. This week the weather is sunny or cool and so makes for a delightful existence, but I will see how it goes once it starts to rain.

    … (Picketing, Day 3) …

  • Breathing (Day 3)

    I took my first deep breath of the day tonight as I lie in bed watching a television programme on my laptop. I’ve just taken my echinacea in two forms so maybe that’s why. Does echinacea even do anything? I don’t know. I said it maybe. Note that I’ve been breathing fine, I just didn’t have a Nice Deep Breath until now.

    I drank cider all afternoon with my chum I’ll call “Susan”. That doesn’t need to be in quotes. That’s her real name. I made pasta with cucumber and tomato salad and salmon with lemon and various herbs. And roasted zucchini. A Use Up As Many Things As Possible lunch so that I Can Fit Things In My Fridge Again.

  • Breathing (Day 2)

    Yesterday (Monday) my first deep breath of the day was while I was sitting at the counter at my parents’ house, eating a seed & nut bar. Needing to eat because I was going to drive home and needed the energy, only able to eat a seed & nut bar because I wasn’t really hungry yet. Or hungry but didn’t feel like eating? It wasn’t a very big deep breath and my chest felt tight. I was out of breath from packing up the car: not something I should be out of breath for. It was after I took my inhaler. I proceeded with the day ok, and did a dance class later with just a little huffiness. But. Hm.

    I haven’t taken a deep breath today.

    I’m at the precious time of the year when I have brought home a box of tomatoes from Dad’s harvest, but I have tomatoes ripening here as well. Overlap.

  • Breathing (Day 1)

    I’m in Duncan for the weeeeeekend. “Weeeeeeekend” because I arrived on Thursday and will leave tomorrow (Monday). Here there is the Duncan Farmers Market and “Hand of Man” museum (yesterday). And fresh tomatoes, beans, zucchinis, cabbage and etc. I picked two buckets of beans yesterday for my own personal use (“YES TAKE THEM ALL” says Dad.) Also I had to hose down my car while I was here because it was covered in ash. I used the scrubber brush while I was at it to remove all the moss. AND I watched the Canada/New Zealand women’s rugby game, which was gorgeous.

    My first deep breath of the day today was just a few minutes ago while I’m sitting on my bed reading. I’m sitting up against pillows, “lounging” so it’s easy to get a nice breath in. It’s not as big of a breath as I am usually capable of, but I’m going back and forth between being better and still recovering from being sick. Safely out of the acute sickness stage, for sure, which is good, but not entirely back to normal, either. We wait. And the doctor said wait, too, when I checked in.