All that happened three years ago. I spent a year at home, trying to recover, but suffering badly from the medication. I still found it hard to walk and was so tired by lunchtime that I had to take an hourís sleep. I hurt badly inside, and my condition was very changeable from one day to the next.
Slowly I improved. I would get two or three good weeks, when I felt good. And then one nasty week, when my back hurt, my BP went haywire, occasionally cavorting around 180/115. My legs and lower abdomen ached, and my legs ran out of power on any gradient; I got breathless. I was assured at my monthly clinic BP check-ups that this was nothing to worry about, and there was nothing to be done about it. I should just get on with it.
After a year I had to return to what work I could find. Obviously the medical constraints made this especially difficult. I was fortunate to be contacted by an old colleague who wanted me to help him while his business bought two rivals in a big expansion. This was for three days a week for three or four months, which was ideal. This stretched into eighteen months. Then another colleague contacted me offering a couple of days a week for a few months refocussing a new business. This all helped to keep the family above water.
I am now feeling better than I was, but the medication can still make me very tired. Once I have taken the tablets in the morning I feel as if I have a permanent hangover. I can still work with it, but I am conscious that everything is that much more of an effort than it was five years ago. But the family still needs providing for.