One year ago

On this day in 2025, we flew, as part of the tiger tour, back to New Dehli for most to fly back the next day, and for four of us to continue on the extension.

I reread my post of the day, and make no mention of what happened that day, but it was a day I thought I was going to die.

I mean, that might sound over the top, but when you have grown up just assuming your body works when you want it to, when something doesn't, it comes as a shock.

And when what didn't work was my lungs, it was bloody frightening.

I am sure I have written about this before since, but here goes again: I was walking off the plane via the air bridge, and was struggling, I went to breath deep, and there was no more oxygen to take from my lungs.

Jools had hung back, helped me breathe to calm me down, but from then to the end of the tour I struggled with hills and stairs. It was a shame that the next part of the tour was to the mountains, and the hotel was reached via three flights of stairs from the car park, though there was a lift.

I was mindful not to slow the others down, so I stayed back first night at the hotel by the lake.

On top of that I had ulcers on my legs, that required Jools to dress daily.

In short I felt I was falling apart.

It was the lowest point, though there would be a couple of other events that showed I had to change. And change I have.

I have lost 25Kg, 52lb, or something close. And am able to walk for hours without needing to sit down. I can climb hills and stairs, slowly, but get it done.

I wouldn't have done it all without Jools who has been a rock, and has provided a kick up the backside when needed.

I hope more weight loss, more phys, and more enjoyment out of life this year too.