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It's a difficult Sunday, end of a week that didn't see me feeling well: headache, dizziness, nausea. Thursday evening a strong headache that eased on Friday and then became a sensation of weight and stunning in the evening. Saturday still went quite well while today I feel tilted again.

In the last few days I took Tachipirina that I didn’t want to repeat today and so I opted for an effervescent aspirin with vitamin C. But it did not improve my symptoms!

In the late afternoon I decided to try the pressure, even though I knew that usually, when I try, I get anxiety and beats and so it was. I got tachycardia to see the monitor of the machine and to think that for a few days I feel less well than usual!

Today is Sunday, there is no doctor of the mutual! He is the only one I can feel more comfortable with. Sometimes the thought of retirement really worries me; The world is chaos out there. I'm not with the medical guard, so let's not talk about the emergency room where my anxiety breaks out! Even at the pharmacy I have difficulty taking the pressure: I act and it always turns high.

I had to pull the pressure machine and calm down. I was once again agitated at the thought of calling the medical guard, asking for an opinion before tomorrow and before night falls but, I have to calm down and not agitate so I must put this idea aside, at least for now.

I took the saturimeter; generally I can use this instrument without shaking and I can see oxygenation in the blood and also the diagram of the beats. As soon as the eye reads 93 already I get some anxiety: I'm used to seeing 98 or 99 and from 93 down to 91. Better change your finger and breathe!

Now the saturimeter scores 99 but the beats are up to 101 per minute, the pulse diagram is not what I usually see when I'm calm. The tachycardia gets worse, I have to turn it off and focus on something else.

I'll be better, it's just a moment (I have to think). Maybe I'm imagining a doctor close by who reassures me in a quiet, uncrowded, silent environment. Someone of trust that there is no Sunday but that I can imagine. I know someone who's a doctor, but he's probably spending his Sunday. I just don't feel like I'm gonna jump out like I'm supposed to have a home service.

If just taking the pressure gives me a real tachycardia attack like it did today, well, "I'm pretty good."

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Something that gives warmth, love, emotion, tenderness, joy, enthusiasm, company, welcome, trust... of this there is need among the so much evil that I see and feel around.

In the last few weeks and in the last few days have kept me company a series "the girls of the switchboard", my web space and the program "tu si que vales 2024".

Fortunately, in these days, there is a break of light, emotion and warmth. Not only dark, even light! Not only evil, even a few bags of good!

Evil always hurts but, fortunately, at some point you can get away, raise a barrier and protect our world that wants to be done and nourished by the beautiful words that started this post.

Even the visit of a cat today and these days, has helped to make a few minutes special in the midst of the air a bit sour city.

Not very well, this is how they are spending these days, since last week only Saturday I managed to spend the day without feeling a fire inside.

Without love, without affection, without passion, interest, empathy, emotion, feeling... the heart rusts. In these dark moments when you have more or less people around you but none in tune with you, it's time to try to give yourself affection and welcome alone but it's not always easy. Today the internal fire has come to make me feel bad even on the outside, on the body and I realized that I needed to give myself some caress and to calm down with a chamomile, with magnesium and hawthorn.

We live in difficult times when technology leads us to give up the human, its best and healing part that comes from love, friendship, understanding, sharing and many other different qualities.

Now more than ever, my self is divided into two: there is a me who is very sick inside and who gets to feel bad even outside and another me who takes by the hand, who "attaches the heart" trying to give the warmth and the welcome that does not feel to find around and inside.

It's the ups and downs of life.
Midnight has passed, the chamomile and hawthorn, and maybe even magnesium, have made a bit of their effect and the bed is there waiting for me. Sweet night 🌟🌜.

I haven’t seen the red cat yet this morning while mom black cat arrived after the tiger-growing "baby", a cat with a unique sweetness! When she plays and when she caresses she never pulls out her claws and then she's really sweet and also beautiful. I'm gonna miss him a lot!

This post comes from the inspiration of a friendly voice that put in my ear the creation of a starting post and here it is, inspired by the last morning, the last day that this night will spend by ship between Sardinia and Liguria and then reach Piedmont again.

It was a summer accompanied by Gino Paoli’s music: It was enough to discover an album I didn't know "notes of a long journey" of which four wonderful songs titled as the four seasons. His warm voice kept me company in the coldest moments and sleepless nights and I predict that he could accompany even during my boat ride on the way back!

It was a summer that started with weeks of headache, every day, both before leaving and even once you arrived here. Then there was the evolution in allergy that froze my nose and then caused me annoyance and cough in the trachea area. I had to phone my basic doctor who prescribed me an antihistamine and cortisonic spray that helped me a bit, not entirely but enough to not drip like a zombie unable to breathe.

There have been days of deep melancholy, fears, loneliness. There have been days of anger and difficulty living together and sometimes I have come to not bear the few people I had around. Technology, mobile phones that sometimes make us a bit ridiculous and dead, especially when we are in company and escape from the present, devoting our attention to a screen and ignoring those we are near. At other times we are with people but we think about others and try to organize the holidays with them too, but, at that time, I felt like I felt like I had another escape or another desire to improve that present from which we are moving.

I have been the observer of all this, participating in something else that for me has been the search for tranquility and as always the well-being that has become so rare and difficult to find!

Another summer has passed, perhaps who knows, I can say more in the company of my native family. Every now and then I wonder what "holidays" of my future will be like, but if I think about the future in general, it frightens me because, as Gino Paoli says in the passages I have heard these days, I am of the moon and not of this planet. What do they know about the moon and how it works for me? On the Moon 🌚 Everything's different 😊.