Hello everyone, new male member here, hope I can become reliant to offer advice as well as seek in from my online compatriots.
I'm late 50's male and last Monday my girlfriend of almost 4 years, ended the relationship with an email. Like so many, because of Covid and her looking after an elderly family member, we've not been able to spend time together. I can understand this, we've stuck to the rules and maintained our relationship online and with daily phonecalls. I thought we were solid, both declared our love for one another, not wanting to go through life anyone else in our lives and that we would be soon back together for life as we had planned. I had no idea there was a problem.
I've tried getting in touch, but her phones are blocked to me as is her email, so I'm stuck and broken hearted. We're an hour apart and I don't want to take the risk of driving.
My head has been all over the place and I've been feeling rather ill, early on Friday night the stress and strain showed and I was blue lighted to hospital. I had a massive nose bleed, severe pain in the very top of my skull, tremors in my right arm and leg, gasping for breath and very uncoordinated, I was told they were so worried about me, a defibrillator was parked next to my bed. My BP was 217/168 stage 3 hypertension and showed no sign of dropping for a good while. After a scan, blood tests and god knows what else, they were stumped as to the cause and what they could do.
I was administered with a drug and after a while I started to calm down. Although I cannot remember, I must have been able to give them some information at some stage. I am on medication and had taken it on the morning, but nothing I take would have had any effect on what happened to me. They were aware that I've had seizures before and were acutely aware and afraid that it could happen again, the same thought was going through my head.
I was in hospital all Friday night and was allowed to come home at 6pm on Saturday evening, I'd woken on Friday morning at just after 5am and hadn't had a single second of sleep in the time I was in there, so over 36 hours with no sleep. But oddly, I didn't feel tired or hungry. I stayed with friends on Saturday night, but I never slept, I just watched a bit of TV, reading and a few crosswords. I tried, but I just couldn't sleep.
Yesterday morning I returned home, tried to gee myself up to do something and make something to eat, I had no interest, so I went for a walk. This was my routine for yesterday, I walked for miles and miles, enjoyed the fresh air and drank several cups of calming tea. Eventually at 10pm, I felt a feeling of weariness descending, so I went to bed, tossed and turned until well after 1am and I think I was just overcome. The next thing I knew, it was 8am and my alarm was going off, 7 hours sleep is good for me, so I'll take it.
There's an oft heard phrase said on TV and film when two people declare a love for each other, "I'd rather die than be without you", if this weekend is anything to go by, when my time comes, I don't want to go through that again, just, "bang, lights out".