Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Five years ago a life episode played out which, although shaking my being to the very core, became a catalyst for positive life changes on my part. Transformations which have enhanced my life immeasurably; subsequently, augmenting my self-worth and esteem. Let me point out this life event, the suffering of a heart attack, could've been... Continue Reading →
Four years ago yesterday a life episode played out which, although shaking my being to the very core, became a positive catalyst for significant life changes on my part. Transformations which have enhanced my life immeasurably; subsequently, augmenting my self-worth and esteem. Let me point out this life event, the suffering of a heart attack,... Continue Reading →
As I'm pushed for time today, in lieu of a newly crafted monologue, I thought I'd share an old narrative I wrote three years ago today; seventeen days after suffering heart attack. Some may deem regurgitating literary output from three winters ago to be a lazy approach by GJ Strachan. Detractors perhaps opining this notion... Continue Reading →
Today marks the third anniversary of yours truly suffering a heart attack. Yes, a trinity of summers have now elapsed since GJ Strachan stood face to face with the Grim Reaper - An adversary who I mercifully dodged; allowing this capricious northern Englishman to live to write another day. Below is the first blog I... Continue Reading →
Today sees the second anniversary of me suffering a heart attack. A major life, and nearly death, event making me acutely aware of the exactitude of oft used old cliche 'Live every day as it's your last'. Admittedly, I still don't always adhere to that mantra, however, the episode has instilled in me a stronger... Continue Reading →
This morning my consultant cardiologist discharged me from further followup appointments. Meetings which since my heart attack in January have become an unwanted but necessary element of yours truly's existence. On leaving the Leeds General Infirmary (LGI) my mind was cast back to Friday 11th January. A time laying in a cardio ward bed apprehensively... Continue Reading →
Just over three weeks into my post-cardiac arrest recuperation, today's seen the first day I've experienced a setback. This complication a short term chest discomfort following a brisk twenty minute walk I took to the local Sainsburys store, where I'd arranged to meet up with my wife for coffee. This incident was fairly fleeting, however... Continue Reading →
On Monday afternoon I took a first recuperative walk since being discharged from hospital, embarking on a short meander to the end of the street and back. Only a few hundred yards in distance and undertaken on flat terrain, it was hardly Hannibal's trek across the Himalayas; however I was heartened to witness an improvement... Continue Reading →