Broken Hearts Parade Part Two
So yesterday I posted about how my blood pressure was absurdly high and I had to go see my doctor. Of course my doctor is out till Tuesday or Wednesday because she's doing continuing education right now. Anyway, so I saw this woman named Sarah and her nurse I did not like. But that's not the point.
My blood pressure was taken by the nurse and then it was taken by Sarah. It was 140/102, not good. Sarah listened to my lungs, my heart, the arteries in my neck. It was...nerveracking to say the least. I just wanted to get out of there. But apparently she doesn't think it has anything to do with my medications. She thinks it's just bad genetics. So she told me to take my blood pressure at home a few times a day for a month and take a low dose of blood pressure medication, the same kind my mom's taking. Then after that month I have to go in and see my PCP for a follow up to show her what my BP has been. Hopefully it'll be better. But who knows. *shrug*
I guess I just have a body that....hates me, or something. I wish I didn't have such bad family history. But that's something you can't really do anything about. I guess it's better than not knowing b/c if we didn't know, it could be harder for the dr's to figure out what's going on.
[please, mom, stop talking to me while I'm trying to type. i don't really care about the TV show.]
This whole thing still makes me nervous. I'm 24, this shouldn't be happening. But this is my luck, this is how things always work for me. I tend to always get the shit end of the stick. Like Crohn's Disease. Doctors aren't sure how you get it. They think it's most likely hereditary. I'm the only one that has inheritated it. I'm so cool. Enough complaining tho. I'm just completely scared and this whole thing is kind of like, What else could go wrong, kinda thing. I take so many freaking medications as it is. I didn't want to take anymore, but my prayers weren't answered.
Speaking of prayers..... You know how some people say that God only puts you through the struggles he knows you can handle or whatever? Apparently God doesn't know me very well. I'm really not as strong as he thinks. And seriously, couldn't he let up on my illnesses already? I don't like having to worry about something new every other month. Give me an effing break already! [/end rant]
Thanks for listening.
Thanks for caring.
I think that's about it for now except we're going out to dinner with Jeff, Doug and Mark tonight. At least that'll cheer me up. I hope everyone else is having a better time than I am.
*hugs to all*
[p.s.] i can't spell
My blood pressure was taken by the nurse and then it was taken by Sarah. It was 140/102, not good. Sarah listened to my lungs, my heart, the arteries in my neck. It was...nerveracking to say the least. I just wanted to get out of there. But apparently she doesn't think it has anything to do with my medications. She thinks it's just bad genetics. So she told me to take my blood pressure at home a few times a day for a month and take a low dose of blood pressure medication, the same kind my mom's taking. Then after that month I have to go in and see my PCP for a follow up to show her what my BP has been. Hopefully it'll be better. But who knows. *shrug*
I guess I just have a body that....hates me, or something. I wish I didn't have such bad family history. But that's something you can't really do anything about. I guess it's better than not knowing b/c if we didn't know, it could be harder for the dr's to figure out what's going on.
[please, mom, stop talking to me while I'm trying to type. i don't really care about the TV show.]
This whole thing still makes me nervous. I'm 24, this shouldn't be happening. But this is my luck, this is how things always work for me. I tend to always get the shit end of the stick. Like Crohn's Disease. Doctors aren't sure how you get it. They think it's most likely hereditary. I'm the only one that has inheritated it. I'm so cool. Enough complaining tho. I'm just completely scared and this whole thing is kind of like, What else could go wrong, kinda thing. I take so many freaking medications as it is. I didn't want to take anymore, but my prayers weren't answered.
Speaking of prayers..... You know how some people say that God only puts you through the struggles he knows you can handle or whatever? Apparently God doesn't know me very well. I'm really not as strong as he thinks. And seriously, couldn't he let up on my illnesses already? I don't like having to worry about something new every other month. Give me an effing break already! [/end rant]
Thanks for listening.
Thanks for caring.
I think that's about it for now except we're going out to dinner with Jeff, Doug and Mark tonight. At least that'll cheer me up. I hope everyone else is having a better time than I am.
*hugs to all*
[p.s.] i can't spell