The regular reader (hi to both of you!) will recall my consternation when my regular GP of 30 plus years sold her practice to a young upstart.
But I gotta say, I think he's won me over the same way she did; by trying to save me from myself.
Dr. Teenblum has been busy on my BP file. Had me drive all the way down to Guelph to have me kitted out with a 24 hour blood pressure monitoring rig. Yup, for 24 hours I got to walk around with tubes and wires hanging out under my shirt-tails.
That was a bit awkward when I went for dinner at the new Mandarin restaurant that just opened up down there. More than once my tubes and wires got entangled with random dining room furniture when I was making my way to my table with the latest instalment of buffet food.
But today I drove back there to have my 24 hour BP monitor removed, and the technician charged with this was kind enough to share the findings with me.
Turns out that over a 24 hour span my BP is pretty close to normal.
There were some aberrations however.
The technician wondered why there was a sudden rise in BP about 8:30 this morning... right around the time me and the Farm Manager were doing the oinky boinky.
I feigned ignorance on that one.
Then there was the sudden drop in BP at 10:15 in the evening.
She's looking at the spreadsheet with bepuzzlement... finally, I get "did anything happen around 10:15 last night that might account for this sudden drop in blood pressure?"
Figured I might as well fess up; "I smoked a joint."
Ya, I admitted to a medical professional that I self-medicated with marijuana.
And now I have scientific proof from the medical establishment that doing so caused my BP to plummet.
There's an obvious solution to how I might get my BP readings lower all day long...
Smoke more pot!
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