Fuckety fuck fuck

[susandennis]

I decided after yesterday that I'd go to the fire station every day until I go back to Dr. Worry Wort when I would present her with a Normal report card and say Ha! And then I learned that my normal isn't normal any more. It's now pre-hypertension at best. Fuck.

This morning I went back to the fire station and it was closed. ???? I guess my plans for a nice little home fire need to be postponed until Monday. (Actually, I suspect they were in there but since it's the HQ for Seattle, they had the office closed and there was no 'come on in here door'.) So I went on to the next one which is about a 10 blocks away. Chester (not cute but soooo nice) was happy to do it.

I gave him a goal - beat yesterday. He blew it. And he tried. He even did the other arm and got it better but still it's not good. 142/78. Dr. Worry Wart is not going to be happy. Plus the more I read about it the worse it gets. Readings outside of the doctors office are, according to WebMD or Mayo, I forget which, generally lower than what the doctor sees so she's going to mentally add up. (This must be the blood pressure equivalent of TV cameras add 10 pounds.) Also everyone over 55 that does not now have high blood pressure is only minutes away from getting it so there's no point in even trying.

Fuck. I think I need to go back to not worrying about it. I have already decided no fire station tomorrow. Maybe Monday. We'll see.