Sanity Medicine: Cute Kittens

First thing tomorrow morning, I get to go to the doctor for my blood pressure. I am terrified that they’ll find all sorts of things wrong with me that I never knew were there. “I say, old boy, did you know you’ve got a rather nasty thing going on inside your duodenum?”

Yesterday I almost popped a gasket when it seemed Medicare was going to confiscate the money for my aunt’s pre-paid funeral. Hint: Put the money in an irrevocable trust where they can’t get it. My aunt had wisely done so, as we found out after a time.

Please pray I get spared evil tidings tomorrow.

Now back to the kittens.

By Request, ‘I’ll Rise Again’

Erlene, welcome back to this blog audience. This is the hymn which you say brings down your blood pressure–I’ll Rise Again, by Dallas Holm. We should all have a couple of hymns that do that for us. We need them.

We stand in the watch-tower, sounding the alarm bell. God will not blame us if no one listens. But He will blame us if we remain silent.

My Blood Pressure’s Down

Identities have been concealed to protect the guilty.

I’ve been riding my bike most every day for a month, and have made some modifications in my diet, and lost a few pounds. So yesterday I went to Rite-Aid and had my blood pressure taken: and it was 120/80, which I’m told is just about perfect.

When the dentist measured it, my BP was 158/98, which he said was too high to allow me to receive any dental treatment. By cracky, I was only there for a cleaning–but them’s the rules, says he. I wonder if being at the dentist’s had anything to do with my pressure being so high.

Anyhow, it looks like once again I’m going to avoid having to be on any blood pressure medication, which was the main reason why I bought the bike. If you’re out there with a similar problem, you might want to try exercising more and eating less (and eating less salt) before you steer yourself onto the medication highway. If it works for me, it just might work for you.

This morning Huffy–that’s my bike’s name–and I managed our first right-hand turn riding no-handed. It’s a bit harder than a left-hand turn. Then we tackled the Oak Avenue hill, which made me pretty huffy. And after that I almost fell off, but righted myself before tipping all the way over.

My legs feel like  balloons with the air let out of them, but at least my blood pressure’s down.