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Dear Friends,
I've been traveling a lot these past couple of months and am now delighted that I will be staying put in New York for the month of December with just one quick trip to Texas next week.
I spent a delightful couple of weeks in Florida, I had to do an auction in Naples and then I spoke at an anniversary meeting in Boca Raton. This past weekend I spoke at a huge conference in Las Vegas which I had an unpleasant health-related episode.
It was Friday, some friends from the conference had taken me out of the city into the desert, it is magnificent, really one can conjure prehistoric images. That evening I spoke and afterwards I must have stood for well over an hour while people came to say a few words or shake my hand. Finally, I got to my room and went to bed. Around 3 am I got up to go to the bathroom and the next conscious thought I had was "why am I on the bathroom floor?"
I had collapsed and was wedged between the toilet and the bathtub.
I was able to crawl out and made it, with great difficulty back to the bed, I couldn't stand up, I had massive pains in my chest was sweating and felt nauseous, I had all the classic symptoms of a heart attack. I managed to dial the operator and within minutes the paramedics were coming into my room and I was put on a gurney and taken to hospital.
My blood pressure was so low it didn't even register on their machines. I was given every test in the book and finally it was determined that I was stressed and totally dehydrated! Apparently it's quite common in that part of the country - people don't realize that they're in a desert and don't drink enough water.
So that was a bit weird especially since I'm the same age as my father was when he died and he also collapsed on the floor in a hotel room and had to be rushed to hospital - but he didn't recover.
I thought Las Vegas very strange and was fantasizing if archeologist were to excavate it millions of years from now if there were to think all those huge buildings were our temples and that the machines were our gods.
At the end of October I went on my first Pacer/Hunt out on Long Island with the Smithfield Hunt - it was amazing and really fulfilled the vision I had when I got on a horse for the first time. Went riding this morning - my horse was very grumpy to start with and kept trying to get me off but finally he settled down and we managed to get some work done!
That's about it for now. I'm working on my book and putting in as much time as I possibly can. Hope it's done by the Spring.
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With Love,
Lorna |
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12/3/2009
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Lorna Kelly
"Write that book for the Glory of God
and the Good of people"
- Mother Teresa
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