“Sit with the pain; be with the pain” Hindsight Blog: The Descent

I jolted awake at 2am,at  5200masl, and noticed I had drooled blood all over my sweater (lululemon took a beating on this trek). Had my lip split? Was I coughing up blood in my sleep? Did I have a pulmonary edema as a result of altitude sickness? With no other symptoms, my hypochondriac brain was mildly too…

“I can’t do this” (hindsight blog #2)

And so we left Pheriche and headed to Lombouche. Within 20 min of trekking I was far behind the group. I woke up with a worsening chest cold. While the views that morning were unbelievably, the air beautifully crisp- I felt like I was walking into quicksand with every step. The first hour or so…