Overcast

I have mentioned before how much I enjoy the rain up here, especially as we edge closer to summer. Last night, I heard it pelting down and was so thankful for the relief it would bring to the plants in the garden. I weeded yesterday and the soil was dusty, with not a shred of moisture anywhere. And I know it will be just the same once the sun reappears, but for now it is overcast and gloomy, allowing the plants some much-needed time to replenish themselves.

I woke last night with severe chest pains. That’s how I heard the rain. They eased off enough for me to go back to sleep, but I semi-remember them becoming part of my dreams as I slept on. Should I have been worried? I know we are told to ring 111 in situations like that, but having had pericarditis twice, I have learnt that the pain generally doesn’t mean anything serious. But still, I guess one day, it might be. I don’t know what this latest bout of pain was about, as I supposedly haven’t got pericarditis anymore and I certainly haven’t had any chest pain, except for the walk I did after my massage, two days ago. As I climbed the steep hill, my chest hurt. I put that down to lack of fitness. My last bout of pericarditis came after a steep walk too so I am hoping I haven’t activated the condition again. And my upper back has been really sore as well, which was where I felt a lot of my pain the first time I had it. In fact, before I was admitted to the hospital that first time, I had visited the chiropractor thinking the problem stemmed from my back. He explained at the time that it could be cardiac because that was where the thoracic nerve reached the vertebrae.

I forced myself to walk this morning. I really didn’t feel like it and turned back earlier than usual. The weather threatened rain, but there was none until we returned, and that was only a few drops, but the day is gloomy enough for me to not feel guilty about lying around. So that is what I shall do. It is not just the plants that like this weather. I do too.