Friday, January 18, 2008
time marches on... my heart
While Sara and I were in Florida we went into a CVS pharmacy to get some allergy medicine (our hosts had cats). While we waited on the Presidential level background check required to buy antihistamines these days I decided to pass some time by taking my blood pressure in one of those free stations you see in drug stores. I wasn't concerned about my blood pressure. I was barely curious about it. Mostly I was bored.
My blood pressure was 155 over 98.
That's pretty bad, apparently.
Sara freaked out. I was a little concerned myself.
Fast forward to today. I had a doctor's appointment this morning. After a quick check-up and a look at my family medical history, my doctor told me that I'm entering into what's commonly known as pre-hypertension. Basically that just means I'm a likely (as in it's gonna happen) candidate for high blood pressure. The doctor said the extremely high reading at CVS was likely due to a day spent in airports catching planes. My reading today was much lower, but still slightly higher than average.
The doctor said the fact that I'm not overweight and don't smoke are in my favor. She also said my drinking habits don't put me in any greater risk (even though Sara and my mom both accused me of lying to the doctor about how much I drink...).
The best things the doctor said I can do are exercise regularly and watch what I eat. Obvious enough, I guess.
Nothing shakes you out of your feelings of invulnerability quite like finding out your body is genetically predisposed towards running hot.
So here's to more fish and setups. I've got stuff to do.
I bet it from all the Miller Chill this past Summer....I told you the lime and salt levels in that crap would kill a horse.
My advice...more sleep, more water, more exercise, and more red wine.
I just learned I have a predisposition toward kickin' ass!
So... you know...
Watch out.
P.S. I just told the story this past weekend about the time you and Freddy and I went to a Legends game together. I asked him if he misses playing the game, and he replied "No, I'm not missing it. It's just a net. I can see right through it." It won critical acclaim.
I hope you told it better than you just transcribed it there. It's:
"Is it hard for you to watch?"
"No, it's a net, I can see right through it."
GET IT RIGHT!!!
You better get that ticker under control before you get married...
Take care of yourself buddy. I had a physical 2 years ago and my blood pressure was 155/120. It runs in my fam and so does diabetes. Even though I ate fairly well and worked out often, I was still put on meds. Neat, eh?
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My blood pressure was 155 over 98.
That's pretty bad, apparently.
Sara freaked out. I was a little concerned myself.
Fast forward to today. I had a doctor's appointment this morning. After a quick check-up and a look at my family medical history, my doctor told me that I'm entering into what's commonly known as pre-hypertension. Basically that just means I'm a likely (as in it's gonna happen) candidate for high blood pressure. The doctor said the extremely high reading at CVS was likely due to a day spent in airports catching planes. My reading today was much lower, but still slightly higher than average.
The doctor said the fact that I'm not overweight and don't smoke are in my favor. She also said my drinking habits don't put me in any greater risk (even though Sara and my mom both accused me of lying to the doctor about how much I drink...).
The best things the doctor said I can do are exercise regularly and watch what I eat. Obvious enough, I guess.
Nothing shakes you out of your feelings of invulnerability quite like finding out your body is genetically predisposed towards running hot.
So here's to more fish and setups. I've got stuff to do.
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I bet it from all the Miller Chill this past Summer....I told you the lime and salt levels in that crap would kill a horse.
My advice...more sleep, more water, more exercise, and more red wine.
I just learned I have a predisposition toward kickin' ass!
So... you know...
Watch out.
P.S. I just told the story this past weekend about the time you and Freddy and I went to a Legends game together. I asked him if he misses playing the game, and he replied "No, I'm not missing it. It's just a net. I can see right through it." It won critical acclaim.
I hope you told it better than you just transcribed it there. It's:
"Is it hard for you to watch?"
"No, it's a net, I can see right through it."
GET IT RIGHT!!!
You better get that ticker under control before you get married...
Take care of yourself buddy. I had a physical 2 years ago and my blood pressure was 155/120. It runs in my fam and so does diabetes. Even though I ate fairly well and worked out often, I was still put on meds. Neat, eh?
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