Thursday, July 30, 2015

well hello, reality

It's not devastating news. It's actually rather common. All you have to do is take a pill for it but only after you confront the fact that you didn't take care of yourself.

You don't take great care of yourself.

She asked, "Who's your family practitioner?"

"Um.   You."

It's that whole health thing. You know. You were born with cells which at least up to this point have functioned rather well in the not devastating news category. And still obviously those great warriors are out there on some battlefront doing everything they can to make you live longer.

"Do you want to do the lab work today?"

"Lab work?"

She has mastered the straight face.

And they have kicked ass. No doubt. Standing ovation and grand applause for those who battled you for the survival of your own body. (ridiculous)

Moving forward because that is what you have to do.

Tonight you will take your blood pressure before you fall asleep. You'll chart it.
Tomorrow it will be the first thing you do after you go to the bathroom and brush your teeth. Scribble it on the back of the form for the physical.
And you'll be grateful for not devastating news that you can control with only a pill.
You better be grateful 'cause those cells are performing what looks like a miracle in your body.

Today I am grateful for a nurse practitioner who put up with my insistence that we pretend I don't have high blood pressure, and then with as much restraint as it takes to not slap a person like me, said, "I'll see you back here next Tuesday."

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