So, back in the spring, after a go-around with my money grubbing doctor, who required me to come into her office to have my BP checked every 3-4 months just to renew my lame *** BP meds prescription, I decided to fire her and to try and wing it without the meds and see how I made out.
Through the summer I was dojng really good, running 2-3 miles at least every other day. BP was cruising along at a reasonable 130 / 85. Now that the weather has become less attractive, the mileage has dropped off and the BP has been slowly climbing back up to levels that I am no longer happy with. After reading J Burliegh's hospital adventure, I took my BP and it was at an all time high. I think it scared me.
Today, I ditched work at noon time and took myself a little ride around on Mister Feejer.
When I came back (in a much better frame of mind) I mixed myself up a couple of Manhattans and relaxed. Just for fun I took my BP and it was way back down to only 125/85.
No wonder all the bums last so long out on the park benches.
Through the summer I was dojng really good, running 2-3 miles at least every other day. BP was cruising along at a reasonable 130 / 85. Now that the weather has become less attractive, the mileage has dropped off and the BP has been slowly climbing back up to levels that I am no longer happy with. After reading J Burliegh's hospital adventure, I took my BP and it was at an all time high. I think it scared me.
Today, I ditched work at noon time and took myself a little ride around on Mister Feejer.
When I came back (in a much better frame of mind) I mixed myself up a couple of Manhattans and relaxed. Just for fun I took my BP and it was way back down to only 125/85.
No wonder all the bums last so long out on the park benches.