This is the story of my life–day one, take 2. I am forever making plans and then giving up, only to make a plan again.
Well, no more.
I’m for real this time.
I saw the cardiologist on Wednesday, and she scared me. My blood pressure is high. I tried to explain it away because, you know, I’m not a big fan of doctors, but it’s there. I took it yesterday at Meier just to double check, and the numbers were still too high. Hypertension 1.
I’ve had a headache for the past two days and I’ve convinced myself it’s from the high blood pressure, but I suspect it’s caffeine withdrawal. I’m trying to cut back a little on account of the high blood pressure.
It’s all a mess.
I have an appointment for a stress test in three weeks, and called my primary doctor today to schedule a physical. I scheduled a mammogram, too, just to prove to myself that I’m really doing this taking care of myself thing.
Yesterday, it was easy to stick with a normal eating plan. A handful of nuts and greek yogurt for lunch. There is a big bowl of halloween candy sitting on the coffee table, but you know what? It looks gross to me. I seriously don’t want it.
What I want is to feel good and be healthy. What I want is to be here for my children for a long, long time.