The Follow Up

I had to take both kids with me to see the doctor. A friend had offered to watch them for me at her house, but I really hate to impose - and they both behaved fine, so I dodged a bullet there.

The nurse weighed me (their scales LIE! - my scale at home clocks me 2 lbs lighter). Then, she took my blood pressure. It was 150/102 - holey carp! I must say I was extremely worked up by the time I pulled into the parking lot. There had been a long line of slow moving vehicles at one area and I thought for sure I would be late. (I absolutely get more worked up about being late than almost any other trigger for me).

So, I get in the room to see the doc and he comes in a few minutes later. We talked about some different scenarios, but we both feel like the HBP is more directly related to the anxiety than just having a HBP problem.

He gave me prescriptions for Buspar (yay) and Ativan (yay). He also gave me lab orders to have a bunch of blood tests done and he wants to see me again in about a month.

He's really a great doctor. The Evil Twin and I both see him. If you can let him know you've done your homework, he's willing to listen and work with you. Sometimes, he'll offer a suggestion he might think would be better and tell you why, but ultimately, the decision is yours.

When I got home, I took an Ativan immediately. I took a Buspar about an hour later and a few hours after that, I took another Ativan. I think that second one took me down for the count. I could barely keep my eyes open while making dinner!

Luckily, I grabbed a short nap after dinner and feel much better now.

Thanks for everyone's concern... I'm glad I didn't try to ride this out over the weekend.

Time for evening vacuuming and laundry.... See ya tomorrow!