This post could also be called
Life Without Wine.
So much better sleep.
Hitting all the goals
Making an effort to stand more.
Hot damn!
It’s working!
When I was sick, my HRV was 8 ms
Sleep sleep sleep
Nothing is more important than sleep.
Nothing else works of sleep is not there.
Quality and quantity.
New pajamas to celebrate
New routines all around.
Well- perhaps I won’t die this year after all.
It was my very first (?) cardiac event.
But I must say- when I was morbidly obese
I couldn’t climb stairs or walk
without being out of breath.
I had hip pain - and A Fib-
and was just a mess.
That’s why it’s morbid.
It fucking kills you.
But first, it wears you down for several years.
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