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There are moments in your life that you come face to face with your own mortality and you either totally ignore such instances, or you decide to make a diffrence and see if you can't beg fate to deal you out another hand of cards. Hey, you never know, this time you might get lucky! Right?

Dream on. -Sighs-

I honestly thought things would be plain sailing once my gall bladder had been whipped out, I'd managed to get into the healthy eating lark and swore I would never go back to my old ways. -Grumbles-
Lasted about two weeks, after I realised I could demolish a 100gram bar of chocolate without the pain that used to come afterwards.
I was soooooo happy. It was a Charlie free for all. The world (or the supermarket) was an all you can eat buffet and I was more than happy to get stuck in.

As time went by, of course my body decided it would take revenge by putting on weight and then when I thought things wouldn't get worse, my body bit me on the behind once more, by deciding it didn't want anything more to do with dairy products, at least not without giving me grief should I try and sneak something naughty into it. -Smiteself repeatedly-

Recently however it seems my body is giving me signs that something is not quite right again and whilst the occassional agonising stomach pain and hurling where tolerable to a degree (more over, I knew what was wrong so I wasn't so worried) this is more worrying.

See, the last couple of days I have been getting the strangest sensations down my left arm (and before anyone says I slept on it funny something I might have concluded myself had it not been for the fact it was the afternoon and I was sat on the sofa watching a tv programme) and my veins became really prominant. It was like something squeezing and then releasing in my arm and it went after a few minutes, but it scared me all the same.

I then recalled how I had started to experience equally strange sensations in my chest and what with the odd jaw pain (which I put down to too much eating perhaps. n.n;; ) I have come to the final conclusion that I need to speak to my doctor and see what is causing all this, especially as I don't know if anything runs on my mothers side of the familiy (she was adopted) and the fact she passed away because of heart failure, which was only realised when they did an ECG and discovered scar tissue on her heart from heart attacks she had never felt thanks to her diabetes.

Hopefully its just something daft as stress, but all the same, it really makes you realise that you are much more fragile than you think...
After all, as I found myself on several occassions, life, for some stupid reason dosen't come equiped with a memory card and save points.
Major flaw design if you ask me. >.>