I went to the doctor yesterday for the first time in a long time.
Of course I have a slew of follow-on appointments, but one thing interesting came up.
It has been a very stressful weekend, because we were so busy, and yes I watched movies, but I couldn't sit down and watch them all at once. It was my turn for the birthday celebration in the office so I made an apple pie, pumpkin pie, fudge, magic cookie bars, and Cousin Helen Ruby's Sour Cream Pound Cake.
I don't know who Cousin Helen Ruby is, but damn, she makes a good pound cake, and it was a hit.
Unfortunately I couldn't stay for the feast, which everyone said they enjoyed.
I had to race down to the doctor's office.
When they took my blood pressure, which is normally normal to low, it was 142/70.
Was I calm?
Hell no.
I'd been rushing around all weekend and all that morning.
So when the doctor came in she told me that next time I come if my blood pressure is that high (!) again she will talk to me about medication.
I looked at her and said, "I bet if you took it now it wouldn't be that high."
She didn't.
She should have.
Because now I have another stressor.
Next appointment I am not going in to work before.
That is a given.
Because work is the penultimate stressor, isn't it?
Perhaps I should spend the morning knitting and listening to melancholy music, like this hit from Gilbert O'Sullivan:
Of course it may lower my mood straight into depression.
Well that's a chance I'll just have to take.
1 comment:
I'm on medication for my high blood pressure, ever since the birth of the younger child. Its not so bad. I also take as aspirin a day. I'm such an old person, really, huh?
But the thing about BP is that you should be able to do things like rush around your day, have a cup of coffee, etc, without it hiking up your blood pressure.
Get a blood pressure cuff and take your own readings and keep a log.
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