Thanks, Frank. I've just started the hunt for the righ bp meds, and I'm not looking forward to it. (My dad told me yesterday that it took him two years to find anything that worked. Joy.)
Just to balance out your skewed data pool, it took me about 3 months. (And actually, the first 2 BP drugs I tried *did* bring my BP down; they just also had intolerable adverse effects, like passing out and extreme exhaustion.)
I should add that my problems with getting the mix right have been with any one thing lasting. The one I started on worked well for a while, but then it wasn't working so well. At that point I was supposed to go to twice a day on it, but for some reason I have a much harder time remembering to take a second dose in the evening than I do with taking an additional pill with the other one in the morning. Eventually we went to a mix which worked, again only for a while, upped the dosage on that, and eventually added a third pill to help the second work more efficiently. Basically, I'm going to have to keep getting checked semi-annually and see how the current mix is holding up. I was a little high on my bp the last time, but I was also having an accelrated pulse at the time so it skews the reading.
You know, I've never heard the PBJ song. And I'm going to keep it that way if I can.
In early at work because we have a presentation at 9. Ugh.
On the bright side, when that's finished, the worst part of the day is over.
Perkins, the dress was cute.
Not cute though is being up at 5:45. Though it might mean getting a paper done this AM.
Perkins, the dress was cute.
Not cute though is being up at 5:45. Though it might mean getting a paper done this AM.
Um, the dog just started chewing on the wall.
I lived with a dog who did that, briefly. My roommate yelled at her (not something that happened often, as she was a good dog and positive reinforcement generally got it done) and she stopped. No plaster supplements were required. I think she maybe got another chew toy or something.
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pretty.
I'm giving serious thought to buying it. The cherry dress is really at the end of its useful lifecycle (though I may try to repurpose it into something else -- maybe have my tailor remove the bodice and make a skirt), and I need a new fun retro dress.
I bought one because I'm polka dotted. It might need to be tailored a bit to fit, but I'll see when it arrives.
My nose is cold.
Another story says the "FBI says you've visited illegal websites" e-mail is a cover for a virus called "SoberX."
Steph, that dress did make me think of you.
This is my second go-round at the morning. It's somewhat depressing to know that I can make the airport-dropoff round trip in less than an hour, but that it has to be so early that I get home
before
my normal work wakeup time.
Anyway, father is safely dropped off for his flight to Jamaica, which is more than happened with his flight to Beijing. Suffice it to say that there's a young lady who stopped, lent him her phone, and then drove him to a good place to get a cab.
I'm really happy that he managed to make it to the airport in time to make the flight across the world, but a not-quiet part of me is screaming at the woman who did all that. It was just Saturday when I saw a "wanted, beware" poster of a guy who's running a "I need help to get to LAX to get home" scam that ends up in grand larceny.
IN HER CAR. Offered my father a ride--of course, he took it, so I wonder about the sense of everyone involved.
