What's going on?

Woke up this morning (Thank you Jesus!) Just not feeling quite right. Kind of fuzzy headed, just a hint of a headache, and my ears ringing with a dull pain in my back. Old age....I tell myself.....get up, get going, get some coffee it will pass.

It didn't pass. So I tell myself, ignore it, do something else, don't dwell on it. So I start packing up a box for my pregnant Canadian daughter.

Then I start feeling "ishy" (don't just love my medical terminology?) Ok, I say to myself, I need to eat breakfast, it's just my body telling me it's out of fuel this morning.

So I have a lovely breakfast of garden vegetable egg beaters and a lovely dish of strawberries on the side. I drink my water, throw in a load of laundry and debate whether I want to tackle Leslie's perkiness this morning. Leslie lost.

I have my devotions and tell God it would be really nice if he could just take this "feeling of dread away", I put on praise music and sit down at the computer for some distraction.

I field several calls of friends having problems far worse than mine and causually mention not feeling very good with no real symptoms just "not quite right". After several lectures I call my doctor only to find out that he has Wednesday's off and the earliest appointment I can get is September 12th.

I talk myself into feeling better, take my cell phone and go gather tomatoes from the garden. (The cell phone was for calling 911 and letting them I'm in the back yard just in case!) I start feeling worse (do you think it has anything to do with standing on my head looking for tomatoes in the heat?.....I thought so to!)

I come back inside, drink more water, cool down, call Mr. Wonderful who is always great for calming me down. We start putting the puzzel pieces together. I have been to the doctor twice in the last month and both times my Blood pressure has been elevated. I had put it down to feeling lousy from the urninary tract infection and also "White Coat Syndrome" (I always get nervous right before seeing the gynoclologist!

Mr. Wonderful suggests I go to the fire station (literally just down the street) and have them take my BP. I have been on BP medication for 20 years. They take my pressure and it is 170/85. That's high for some one on medication. (Not stroke high.....but high!)

So I am starting to think that my BP has probably been on the rise for quite awhile and I just didn't know it. I did leave a message with the Doctor's nurse to see if she can work me in before Sept. 12th. My good friend is here "babysitting" me.

We are going through my sister's fat clothes, having a fashion show. She brought her bp monitior and I'm buying one this afternoon to keep track of it.

I'm feeling better.....isn't it remarkable what new clothes and friends will do for you?

Daisy Dilemma: Bought a monitor this afternoon and blood pressure is 130/80 now.

Quote of the Day: Blessed are those who hunger and thirst, for they are sticking to their diets.

Mood: Definitely Confused