In the morning I had a couple of turns of vertigo after slight effort and realised i must be worse. I went back to bed and slept all morning. Elja wanted to get me to a doctor. In due course, Annette arrived. She agreed and the two of them whisked me off to Sancoins, our local town. The doctor checked me over and discovered that my basic functions - heart, etc. - were normal, but hypothesised that I might have a blood clot on the lung. That would account for the sudden onset, problem with breath, sudden loss of strength, and mild chest pain. It was reassuring to know something, and especially that I do not have any serious heart problem, but it is still a bit uncertain. We came home and I went back to bed. My own intuitive sense is that I need lot of sleep. Sleep is the best doctor - old Greek saying.
Annette is truly wonderful. She herself is only recently returned from having an eye operation, yet she was very caring and helpful today, as always, and when we got home and offered her tea, she said that she had to hurry off because there is another neighbour that she is also looking after. I feel very blessed that i live in a world of such people. It is surely her spiritual inspiration.