Hi, Bob!  Recently you wrote in a message to Ardith Hinton:

BA>  One has to pay attention to one's body.


         Absolutely!  I know of many people, including my father, who
survived prostate cancer & went on with their lives for at least a
decade.  A neighbour of ours didn't.  He knew there was something wrong but
put off seeking medical advice for over a year because he was afraid he
might have cancer.  (From what I've heard elsewhere that's not an uncommon
reaction.)  Unfortunately he had a fast-growing type of prostate cancer. 
By the time he got around to consulting his GP it had spread to other
areas, and he died shortly afterwards... (sigh).



BA>  In 2004 I had this 'tired' feeling in the middle of
BA>  my chest, anytime I did any physical exertion at all
BA>  - like climbing a flight of stairs.


         Uh-huh.  I read somewhere that about two-thirds of the ailments which
affect human beings are more or less self-limiting.  There's where we may need
a bit of help at times.  We can't always be sure which ones aren't, or whether
we're at risk for some complication(s).  But if a "tired" feeling
in the chest persists it may indicate difficulty with breathing and/or
blood circulation... both rather significant to those who aren't ready to
pack it in just yet.  ;-)



BA>  Had I ignored that 'tired' feeling I wouldn't be typing
BA>  this to you today.


         Glad you got it attended to promptly!  I felt sad about our
neighbour because his death seemed so unnecessary.  While he knew about
Nora's leukemia, he evidently saw no connection... or felt we were too
weird & was unwilling to risk being "different".  As a
workaholic he may also have dreaded the prospect of retirement and/or
certain disabling effects of treatment.  Your surgery was probably no
picnic.  Nora's chemotherapy wasn't either.  But you're both alive to tell
the tale & you both seem content to enjoy life for awhile longer.  :-)




--- timEd/386 1.10.y2k+