Update

After my brush with emergency last week, I had to carry it over to this week.

Before I left emergency, they told me to go and see my Doctor about my high blood pressure. They also prescribed some nitro just in case. A shout-out to the first person to try nitro I imagine them saying ” This tastes bad but my heart feels much…” Boom-splatter! Ah, those pioneers.

I made an appointment for Monday. My doctor’s locum was a cute young lady who was very thorough. Rosalie reminded me that she had better not be too thorough. She booked an echocardiogram (the Doctor not Rosalie) and sent a requisition for more blood work. She also added to my BP pills.

On Wednesday my BP seemed to be worsening so I booked another appointment for Thursday (Why always Thursdays, don’t they know it’s beer day?)

I was reassured that if my PB didn’t stay between 150-180 over 80 for too long, I would be fine and she added to my list for blood work. Then she dropped the bombshell that nobody wants to hear, no more alcohol!

She asked how much I drank; I told her one a day; and thought I meant two a day. She said I could have one a week; I thought that meant two a week. If I’m only having one a week, I’m planning on having one huge one and lasting it over seven days. Great plan, I like it!

She also said that I needed more potassium, yummy!

After all I went through in Emergency, I still have to do a stress test, an echocardiogram, two more ultrasounds, more blood work and a follow-up with my own Doctor, as well as fighting off the urge to have a glass of wine.

No wonder the health care system is having troubles, I think I’m breaking the bank all by myself.