All clear

Well, had the dreaded stress test. Wasn't as bad as expected apart from the indignity of having to strip off and sit there with boobies out having them covered in connections and then having to wear a elasticated string vest over everything that squashed them into odd shapes. One nipple was pointing left and the other downwards. At least I was allowed to put my shirt back on once I was all wired up. I managed to do 6 mins at a normal pace and then when they put it up to high speed and elevated thats when I came unstuck. But I passed, my heart performed ok, no skipped beats, blood pressure and heart rate kept to a predicted level.
I got dressed in a hurry not noticing I had put my bra back on inside out and twisted, a fact I didn't find out till half way round woolies doing the grocery shopping. Then when I got home and got changed I had come out in a rash where each of the connections were put across my boobs.
Oh hum, good job Mr Depp wasn't coming round that day LOL.
Its a big relief anyways, but where is the discomfort coming from in my throat and neck when I exercise, at least we now know its not my heart or thyroid. I have GORD so the next thing is bunging a camera down my throat but that is a last resort, the meds are keeping that under control, I haven't had any reflux for a year now.
I feel I can put myself into doing things now, I have been throwing myself into my spirituality and now it is time to put into practise everything I have learnt. I have done two 45 day manifestation courses with Bob Doyle (The Secret) and whilst both of them for me were not about manifesting material things I have got a lot out of it. My way of thinking has changed and I have realised a lot of things about my self. I have worked on forgiveness and things in my past and got through all that. I use EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique) and can meditate at the drop of a hat, all my chakras are clear and my Tarot readins are getting better. WHoa I can hear you say, she's lost the plot, mid life crisis. Firstly I have always had an interest in all things like that. Its in my family. I have come back to it after many years in that river in Eygpt. I do my best design work after meditation. My creativity is gradually coming back to me, perhaps in a different direction than before. I'm still the same daft old Jan though but now I can see where I am going and what I want. I had my 15 mins of fame (I hadn't realised at the time but I had manifested that) in the craft world now I want to do something different. I have always wanted to write but always though I was not good enough, I was embarassed even to talk about what I wanted, thinking people would look down at me. So now I have got rid of all those feeling of not being good enough, I can do anything I put my mind to. I am just as good as the next person. Authority now does not make me into a cowering wreck, people who intimidated me no longer have that power over me. I put myself first for once (that was very hard to do). All this renewed interest in spirituality didn't happen after my brush with the grim reaper, I was well into my journey by then but it did help to validate a few things at the time.

This is basically a craft blog but my family and friends back in the UK do read it so I might slip off topic once in a while. This blog is many a catch-up one for them since I haven't been blogging for a while. The boys are all well, grandkids are growing like wildfire. I'll stick the chrissy cards in the post sometime this week if I remember. But most of you will get cyber ones.

The dog surpassed herself last night, I thought we had a snake on the lawn. Come to think of it she hadn't 'been' for a few days. I wonder where she kept it all as she is only a mini foxy.
Clair, this little dog freaks at having a bath and her toenails cut yet she will barrel up a roti or dobi no problem. She's currently curled up at the bottom of my bed under all my thrown back covers, hiding no doubt and hoping I will forget she is there. Last night I dreamed of making her a little patchwork dog coat for winter, I was actually dreaming of making those fabric baskets and wondering what I could do with all the left over squares.

I'm off into town soon, going to buy a table runner and embroider it for a friends chrissy pressie. At this rate with all these chrissy pressies I am going to make , it will be back to the old days of stitching into the wee hours.

Jan