#coronary microvascular dysfunction

From MindJournal I found this as a meme in my FB feed today. I pondered it for a while. The thing that stuck with me was the first sentence, the question: What is my purpose in life? I think I have found it: raising my daughter, making a loving family (without yelling in the household), and now, raising awareness of Coronary Microvascular Disorders. Living to see my daughter into college. But…

My feet were sore when I got back to my lovely hotel. I guess the early, early morning had taken its toll. I went to my room (oh, blessed room!), covered up the windows with the shutters, covered my body in a thick blanket and slept for 2 – 3 hours! I didn’t think I needed that, but I did.  Here is the second weird event. When I was ready to rise, I realized that I would be short 1 stamp for…

I was thinking about how Santiago de Compostela is like an estuary. All the Caminos are like rivers, flowing down to one point (the sea for the analogy). When they get to the estuary, before the ocean, where the land flattens and the water takes many paths; that is like the pods of peregrinos coming into the mouth of the end of their journeys.  I also thought about my hotel booking situation.…

So, this morning we got up around 5:30 am. Margaret was awake. Once we were both actually up, she told me she had been up all night because she an emergency and was going to have to head home immediately. She had had several things going not well at home, throughout the trip, this was enough.  This was actually the date that she had originally planned on going home. Then she found she was…

It was a hard day. Margaret wasn’t feeling well again last night and was unsure that she wanted to walk. She wanted to sleep in, but of course, we both were awake around 5 am. That is how it goes sometimes. Regardless, Margaret was feeling better and decided to walk with me. I wanted to skip the first 1-2 km up a steep hill, by taking a taxi and Margaret wanted the cab to come to our door. The…

Today, Margaret and I got up at god-awful early. I was finally sleeping, for the first time this whole trip, sleeping so well that my alarm actually was needed to wake me up. But the bus left at 7:04. And boy, they weren’t kidding. We got to the bus stop and waited. The correct bus pulled up at 7:03 and by the time we got over to it (15 feet), it was pulling away! We did get on, but man! We got…

Today was a mixed day.  Margaret and I got up early – and this time got out on time! The Hotel Marcial was fine, but there was no friendly host to chat, nor any breakfast to eat. No coffee. We are learning how to pre-pack both our luggage and our packs, including lunch.  So – early start at about 7:50 am. It was still dark and blessedly cool. One of our main motivations for leaving early that…

Today, Margaret and I left Fene super early. I woke up, well rested, a 5 am.  We had prepacked, as the day was to be even hotter than yesterday. We were ready at 6:45 – and hour earlier than yesterday.  It was great! There was no traffic, no one on the street, and since we were in the city, there was plenty enough light. It was cool and everything was good.  Yes, the hill was steep. I had been…