Life really can begin in your 40's
Sitting on the end of my bed in tears for the 5th night in a row, I say to Gerry (my husband) if I don’t wake up tell them it’s my heart, and tell them I couldn’t breathe. As always I am woken up by my youngest and weirdly, I am grateful. Grateful to have made it through the night. It’s no wonder I am always tired, it takes so long to go to sleep for fear of not waking up, and then my sleep is disrupted by sweats, proper bed wetting sweats, t-shirt changing sweats . I also had this constant pain, excruciating pain in the back of my neck still there but worse since late 2019. ( I had been prescribed Naproxen for this but that didn't work) I am not entirely sure how I carried on, but for as long as I can remember this has always been in my nature , to just keep getting back up and telling myself it will all be fine. What I realise now is that I saw seeking help and admitting I might not be okay as a sign of weakness, especially doing what I do, in Fitness. How could I a healthy