Day of Good Blood Pressure

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Today is PoBoy's big day. It's Heart Doctor day. Please keep your fingers crossed that PoBoy's blood pressure is closer to normal. Please. Please.

It's also going to warm up today. Suppose to reach a temp of 86. Some good news, the weatherman lowered the predicted 96 degrees on Monday to 93 degrees. But after that blast of heat, it appears we will be back in lower 80's to high 70's.

Nothing much to report except PoBoy managed to get five hours of sleep. Isn't that good. Didn't catnap just slept. He's looking forward to a warm shower and excited about finding out his bp results at the doctor's office. PoBoy knows they are going to be good this time. Remember, keep your fingers crossed.

When PoBoy gets home from work tonight he'll rush to the pc and post the results for you. Have a great day. PoBoy will have one too.

Guess who's home? Yes indeed, PoBoy is home for the evening. Now where did he put the evening. It's gone already. My gosh! PoBoy wishes his work day went that fast.

Okay PoBoy quit your stalling. Doctor's appointment went like this. Managed to get in just about on time, in to the back room where all the big shots are. Nurse weighed him, 199 pounds. She said he lost two pounds. Then she and a trainee take him to a room and close the door. Oh you naughty boy PoBoy. What? PoBoy didn't do a thing. They pull up pc and start going over his chart. Head nurse say "I let them sit while i go over their meds and chart, give them time to relax before taking vitals." PoBoy wonders where she going to take his vitals. She pretty attractive so he let her take them anywhere he figures.

Next comes the vitals. She throw the wrap around his arm, turn on switch and it squeezes him. Maybe we going steady and PoBoy just doesn't remember. Soon there's a whoosh and the band start releasing pressure. Oh boy! Here it comes. And because of you it come all the way down to 143/75. Wow! Finally. That one tolerable but they still want it lower. In crease dosage on another med. July 10 next visit. Temp is 98.2. He good so far. Why PoBoy even got to drop one med. That's two gone in two visits. Next visit PoBoy talk them into dropping another one. He a smooth talker. LOL LOL

Smooth until it come to ladies he like. He a real dunce then. Fool too. Gets all nervous, blushes, and just a bundle of nerves. Well still have time to grow out of that mess PoBoy.

Except for not taking his aspirin, he did good. Why don't you take aspirin PoBoy. He don't like no pills. Well, let me tell you, you gonna have to take that aspirin the rest of your life so get use to it. PoBoy nods his head, lets his chin sag a little, and agrees. "Yeah doc, just watch me," he thinks. No lady to keep tabs on PoBoy, so he know what he do. PoBoy knows when you have lady, they work with doctor and you sunk. You have to do what they say or you get clouted. LOL LOL

Okay PoBoy need to close his eyes for awhile. He exhausted. This conference is going to be the death of him. He is stuck doing it all, but he keeps going because, he knows this is the last time they gonna ever stick it to the PoBoy. Next year let them figure it out for themselves. Don't call me, I call you is his work attitude. Just 137 days to put up with the office folk. And 148 days before the move to Florida.

Oh! PoBoy going to hold an elaborate funeral on his retirement date (October 17). He gonna lay out the lamb. Nah, he not going to kill anyone, but he is going to bury his alarm clock. No more beep, beep, beep for him, as long as he healthy that is. Someday he go to hospital and he pray to keep hearing the beep, beep, beep of heart monitor. But for today, he is fine and clock is going to be buried in full ritual and ceremony. Good bye work force.

He better go to bed now. Morning come early. Beep! Beep! Beep! Enjoy yourself clock your days are numbered. Nite, nite.