I can't breathe right and it scares me to death. Death being a companion of someone who's heart does not seem to know the meaning of steady thump, thump, thump. It's happened before but last night was the worst. It starts with a muscle cramp in my chest. I don't have any other way to describe it . The same cramp that your leg gets. Then I can't swallow, and I'm left there holding the bag. Hanging in between panic and a stay clear headed chant.
It happened again today, the wind started to blow badly and I was trying to gather my little projects together. It blew my seedling pots all over the yard as I had them sitting on the rail soaking , ready to get a new batch of seeds. As I was hurrying to get them, the cramp happened. I can't use my arm very well or catch my breath. I have hoses hooked up everywhere, the mule is out. the lid off the paint. Eddy will be furious that there is a hose strung across the yard. Now the pots are all over the kitchen. Another fury. One of his cows was out and I have coaxed and chased her everywhere. I don't think that I have her in the right field. The fence barely reached over to the barn as it's missing pieces from the storm. Well , one more thing to incur wrath.
The wind might as well be hurricane strength. It's too strong to be out in it if your fighting gravity and heated air.