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She Did it Her Way on the Highway
That morning she felt very cold, in fact she felt cold for quite awhile. She had a protruding vein on your foot and another in the pit of your left arm. She also had that constant cough caw,caw, caw, and a swollen ankle.
When you don’t know you can’t know, that’s the problem with the body mind connection.
The body says you’re in trouble the mind says get over yourself. The body says can’t you see the signs listen to me, the mind says so you’ve a cough take a disprin. Veins: its blood supply. Your cold put on a lair of clothes. Attention seeker.
Standing at the front door ready to go, then STOP.
When the unexpected pump in the chest suddenly starts you think panic attack. You think anxiety. You think stress. You think pressure.
Run! Run! Run it off. And you do.rUUUUUUUUUn…RuuuuuuNNNNN
Like the wind you try to escape this nauseating compression and extraction of heart hula hoops.
Your mind courses through all the days beginnings and where you have to be and what you have to do. Meanwhile the heart like a rampaging lunatic is beating so fast that it demands attention.
Stop!! ‘Would you please go away’ the mind says. I’m more powerful than the body. Think it you will achieve it. Isn’t that what they say? If you will it, it will happen. Be positive.
The power of positive thinking.
Well that’s not working. WHAT NOW………
Driving to the first port of call you see a GP’s centre.
You stop and ask for help. Look we are fully booked; please my back is killing me, well go to AnE. Look wait outside I’ll see if I can get a doctor.
You lean against their cream artexed wall. So cooling the wind in her face. The heat so hot.
The mind this time seems to be catching up with the power of the body; DO not sit down, do not slither down outside this centre or that’s it. It would feel good, don’t.
You re-enter the GP’s sorry we can’t see you.
The mind pipes up. How? Why? What is going on to herself?
You are in trouble.
Near to collapse all this drama in your chest wants centre stage; the spotlight beams brighter, you feel faint, sweating you glide into your car. You leave.
Please stop. The surprise of it all, the wish it would just go away made no difference.
Arrest is an accurate term as you are under arrest, imprisoned nailed and restrained.
Still flight or fight is inbuilt.
Your brain is ready to cave in, ok body you win I’ll take it from here says the mind.
Go to your own Dr. Reverse. Turn right or left? Go RIGHT, go right the mind said.
Down the dual carriageway easy- calm- thought restricted- head pounding- you do what you are told.
Feeling faint the chest now batters and runs wild BOOM BOOM:
Dead? Where did that come from? Who’s dying?