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Campbell's Story cont...Weight? Yes at 5’8” and of stocky build I have fought my weight all my life since leaving my teens. When people call people fatty and don’t realise what a battle it can be is the cruelest thing that anyone can say to someone who cares. That’s people for you. 1-year I would be 12stone 7Lbs, my best weight since leaving School and some times I would be peaking at 15 stones plus. Exercise yes mainly spinning and 5-a-sde football in my later years both of which I gave up when I was about 42 years old. Over the last 5 years Smoke-Yes but stopped 4th March 2004. Drink-Yes Too Much Diet-Dreadful Lunch Most days consisted of pre packed sandwiches, crisps and diet coke. Often eaten whilst driving and answering mobile phones, The Old SS. Exercise-No certainly not during a 2 year period which found me back in the Scottish Borders, more of that later. Cholesterol? No Idea High Blood Pressure-No always pretty good. 120-80 My last job was as a General Manager again a stressful job. For the very 1st time in my life, I was made redundant after only 9 months in the position on the 22nd Dec 2002, yes-nice Xmas Present from the French. I couldn’t even take them to a tribunal. In Feb 2003 I joined an on line gaming business which had the potential to a) Earn a reasonable income b) Go Global and c) Be much less stressful and a lot more fun, which for a while it was. My partner lived in Dumfries and following a break in a nasty relationship I ended up staying with him and his family for a few months until I found my own place. 13 months after joining the business and with a team in excess of over 2000 members, I was an invited guest, at a business meeting, being held in Renfrew’s David Lloyd Tennis Club. It was the 4th of March 2004. The meeting was packed, the room I remember being very hot, I know it was too hot as I used to run meetings like this throughout my career and I remember complaining to the management about how hot the room was for me and as such must have been for the other members and guests. The meeting duly kicked off at 7.30pm and was over by just after 9pm. By 9.15pm I found myself in an informal debate surrounded by some fellow Scots all asking me to explain how the commission structure worked which I duly done. I had just put out a cigarette and as they left the room I turned to my mate Steve and said “ I don’t f*****g feel well”. Pardon the word but that was what I said. The time was almost 9.30pm. I walked through to the bar and ordered a bottle of cold water. By this time I really felt quite ill but not in much pain, some discomfort at the bottom of my throat and what felt like pins and needles moving up into my jaw and down my right arm, not the left. Luckily for me we were 5 minutes away from Glasgow’s Southern General Hospital. Campbell's Story Page [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] You are here: Home >> Your Stories >> Campbell's Story |
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