It has been reported that those with weak hearts, e.g. the elderly, have arrested (heart stopped) while in the loo, doing the No.2.
This is the reason why.... when we're into No.2, our "rest-and-relax" aka parasympathetic system kicks is... this means blood is directed away from the muscles, and to the visceral organs (e.g. gut, kidneys)... and part of this effect is the slowing of heart rate (vagal activation).
Good to keep an eye out for friends/family that might be in this kind of situation.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
Alfie
Friday night.... just back from the gym, having cooked dinner.
Chanced upon the movie "Alfie" on TV.
Just want to share its ending excerpt.
"I warned them all from the beginning.
I always said something along the lines of,
''I must advise you,
I am stamped with an invisible warning.
I will not commit. I will never marry.''
Despite my best efforts, I'm beginning to feel some small cracks
in my faux finish.
You know, when I look back on my little life,
and all the women I've known...
...I can't help but think about...
...all that they've done for me...
...and how little I've done for them.
How they looked after me, cared for me...
...and I repaid them by never returning the favour.
Yeah.
I used to think I had the best end of the deal.
What have I got?
Really?
Some money in my pocket.
Some nice threads. Fancy car at my disposal.
And I'm single.
Unattached. Free as a bird.
I don't depend on nobody.
Nobody depends on me.
My life's my own.
But I don't have peace of mind.
And if you don't have that, you've got nothing.
So...
So, what's the answer? That's what I keep asking myself.
What's it all about?
You know what I mean?"
Chanced upon the movie "Alfie" on TV.
Just want to share its ending excerpt.
"I warned them all from the beginning.
I always said something along the lines of,
''I must advise you,
I am stamped with an invisible warning.
I will not commit. I will never marry.''
Despite my best efforts, I'm beginning to feel some small cracks
in my faux finish.
You know, when I look back on my little life,
and all the women I've known...
...I can't help but think about...
...all that they've done for me...
...and how little I've done for them.
How they looked after me, cared for me...
...and I repaid them by never returning the favour.
Yeah.
I used to think I had the best end of the deal.
What have I got?
Really?
Some money in my pocket.
Some nice threads. Fancy car at my disposal.
And I'm single.
Unattached. Free as a bird.
I don't depend on nobody.
Nobody depends on me.
My life's my own.
But I don't have peace of mind.
And if you don't have that, you've got nothing.
So...
So, what's the answer? That's what I keep asking myself.
What's it all about?
You know what I mean?"
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