According to my friend Cherrie, since you-know-who was elected, there has been a massive spike in national blood pressure levels. I was normal. Now I’m high — and running out of medications. Garry was normal and now, he is high too. Cherrie had such low blood pressure, they weren’t sure she was alive … and SHE has high BP.
I think it’s entirely possible that the reason Bonnie barks constantly is that she has been reading the news again. We have to hide all those copies of The New Yorker. They are too much for one small dog.
I was at the cardiologist today. I discovered my blood pressure is up and I’m exhausted, but it has nothing to do with my heart which is doing surprisingly well. In fact, as long as I get the battery changed regularly — about every 10 years (give or take a couple of years) — I could live forever. Is this good news or bad?
As for Bonnie, the vet says she’s a trifle demented. Who isn’t?
The cardiologist suggested owning a dog who never stops barking might have something to do with me being tired all the time. I just want the insurance company to pay our claim, for our dog to stop getting old and shouting at me, and for the prices on asthma meds to drop to something a mere mortal can pay.
On the upside of life, I totally love my car.
I suggested to my cardiologist maybe I could crawl into a warm, dark padded room and stay there until things get better. He said that was a GREAT idea and if I could figure out how to let him know. We all want a quiet, dark and well-padded room to live in.
My insurance company called to apologize for being rude but didn’t promise to fix the problem. Our mail isn’t showing up because we have a new mailman and anyway, apparently living in Uxbridge doesn’t put you on the fast-track of the USPS. Meanwhile, I’m waiting on stuff from the insurance company that presumably will give me a hint about how they plan to proceed with our claim. I’m not holding my breath, but I’d at least like to receive the material so I have some idea what I need to do next.
It’s raining again.
The good news? My heart has a few issues but if I manage to beat back the stress, the rest should be a piece of cake.
When your cardiologist thinks locking yourself in a closet until things get better is a good idea, you just KNOW stress has taken over.
Categories: blood pressure, Health, Humor
I hope it all gets better soon. Virtual hugs to you and Garry.
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I figure it’s bound to get better. It doesn’t seem possible to get much worse.
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Oy
Glad your heart is doing well!!
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If I’m going to live forever, why NOW? Sheesh.
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I know! But I’m not ready to die! Why does stuff have to be so shitty. Sheesh
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Ouch…. I feel a LOT of stress emerging from this post. I have made the conscious decision to NOT read your blog for a while because every post always is so interesting and makes me ‘react’, think and wishing to communicate and exchange – but I can see clearly now that I’d better go back to the last upload I looked into to see what you’ve been up to. I shall be back.
If I got the info right from just this blogpost, you
1. haven’t got the medics you need due to what, postal strike, no meds available?
2. have some probs with your insurance (which one, what for)`?
3. can only survive if you will get your padded cell – and your doctor may come too?! (that’s REALLY bad)
4. you have a new(ish?) car?
5. your dog is as crazy as your leader, barking w/o stopping? What else is new?!
6. your heart is doing just fine for the time being…. well – THAT should be good news.
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I have Medicare, senior medicine for old people — the best insurance you can’t buy. The mail just isn’t showing up because our new mailman probably can’t find our houses. If you don’t live around here, you can’t find anything. I was glad it was MERELY stress and not my heart dying. One major issue at a time, please.
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Reblogged this on natshouseblog and commented:
Marilyn is very interesting and I am now even more stressed out knowing it is universal. Another Trumpian plot to steal our souls!
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He’s also responsible for PTSD becoming the national disease of choice.
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That dark padded room sounds like a good idea — but in the meantime I’m off tomorrow to 10 days in Santa Barbara. I attended a Town Hall meeting the other evening led by Harley Rouda, our new Congressman who ousted Rohrabacher. He’ll be a man to watch very carefully — excellent take on the information, excellent philosophy, and he’s actually read the Mueller Report TWICE!! I was impressed!
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Anyone who really read the report is A-OK in MY book. It’s a small book, but I hope it grows.
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Well, your post made me laugh (with you, not at you), which may have lowered my blood pressure a bit. Thank you for that, Marilyn.
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Cherrie and I laughed a lot on the phone and I realized that it wasn’t funny, but we were laughing anyway. Sometimes, the awfulness IS funny. Not in an obvious way, maybe.
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I think laughter is a great way to bring down your BP.
Leslie
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Laughter is still the best r/x. But big pharm is raising the price.
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I hope national blood pressure levels go way down in November 2020.
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ME TOO. Everyone else, too.
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Jim, that has a Tom Lehrer sound to it. National Blood Level week.
Altogether now, let’s hear it for…National Blood level week. Shall we gather by the river?
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Wow, Tom Lehrer, that’s going way back into the archives. I’m sure he would be having a field day today if he were still writing and performing.
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Well, he isn’t performing, but he’s alive and apparently well living in California. He never wrote a lot. He says it was around 50 pieces, in total. Mostly, he taught math at Harvard.
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a talented man, for sure!
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Jim, time to cue up, “National Brotherhood Week” with Tom Lehrer.
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just listened to it for the first time; sad to say this song is still right on target today.
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Nothing winning the lottery wouldn’t cure then.
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It would cure pieces of it, but not the horror I feel for what used to be my country. It’s evil around here.
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No, it wouldn’t cure that, just make hiding away from it more comfortable.
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So, I’m right as rain. But I picked the wrong day to give up sniffin’ glue.
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