Look Ma, I’m Hypertensive!
The short story is that I had my annual “let’s see if your body is falling apart yet” physical today. My blood pressure is up again for the first time in five and a half years. (No that’s not a joke for those doing the math; I delivered The Girl earlier due to pre-eclampsia.)
Dr. H doesn’t want to jump the gun for one high reading, so I’m supposed to start monitoring my blood pressure. You know, taking it once or twice a week when I’m calm and relaxed. *sporfle*
Yes, my doctor is married with children and she still made this comment.
Monday or Tuesday the blood work comes back. Anyone wanna place bets on the Return of the Anemia? The test I’m most concerned about is the diabetes one. Brief History: I had gestational diabeteswhen I was preggers. Also, I’m black (*flashing light* risk factor! *flashing light*) and I’m overweight (*flashing light* risk factor! *flashing light*) and I had diabetes during pregnancy … I don’t have to do the flashing lights again do I?
In other news, the personal website, (that would be this one!) is (sorta) up. I’m using Wordpress to blog about real life and The Girl over there, or will be as soon as I figure out how (or if it’s even possible) to make posts private and secure and only viewable to a few. Eventually I’ll get the photo gallery up (again).
On a final note, going back to the blood pressure issue, I had my doctor’s appointment this morning and went into work late. I wasn’t able to get my coat and boots off or even logon to my computer before people, including my boss, came at me from all directions. After twenty minutes of fending off people and making notes of things to troubleshoot, my co-worker (the hot one) asks, “So are you going to live? How was the doctor’s appointment?”
I replied, as the telephone shrilled, “I have high blood pressure.”
Co-worker’s response? “Are you surprised?”