or, funny how things turn out...
A few weeks ago I went to the doctor about a mole on my face. I spent over twenty years outside delivering the mail so it's expected that I would have trouble with sun damage. Well, the doctor didn't share my concern with that particular mole, but he noticed a spot on my nose that he suspected was a basal cell. A biopsy was done and surgery was scheduled for this morning. I showed up, the monitors were attached and it was revealed that my blood pressure was sky high. Now, I have white coat syndrome and my pressure goes up in the presence of a doctor, but this was higher than I had ever seen it. He rescheduled the surgery and sent me to the ER where they were able to get me under control. I have an appointment with my regular doctor tomorrow. I'm 65 years old and this will be the first time I have had to take medicine on a continual basis. I'm glad I caught it before something happened.
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I am glad your doctor caught it too,Wally. I was 42 when my blood pressure shot up like that, I had been on bP drugs since I was in my 20s. Any way it shot up and I lost my forward vision for quite some time . what it also did, was instead of just giving me bp drugs they finally started to search for why my bp was high, they discovered I was a Diabetic now I have more drugs than I care for, each doing some damage somewhere else in this body. But It is better than not living at all ,Absolutely ... TAke Care , gene
When my doctor suggested I buy a blood pressure monitor, I didn't think too much about it, but every time I use it, I feel like an "old" hypochondriac.
I hope the surgery goes well.
Funny...as you say...I had the same sort of thing happen this month. Except that I do already have to take medicines every day and a new one for hypertension just makes me mad. You see, a couple of the others I take can cause hypertension, but, instead of modifying or eliminating those, the doc just adds another.
I'm glad you caught yours, too, but I've got a feeling you're a much easier patient to deal with than I am.
I'm not going to tell you how many drugs I take every day but I do remember that feeling when I discovered that my faithful body had turned on me. What? Are you kidding me? I asked the doctor. He wasn't kidding, and, like you, I was 65. Now I am resigned (and ultimately grateful!) for the ones that keep me around. Keeping me around to see my oldest granddaughter wed on Saturday. That's a positive vote for modern medicine!
I hope that the meds are helping you keep it regulated (as I'm reading this a few weeks after you wrote it)
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