something is happening but i don’t know what it is. why my blood pressure has escalated so very very high these past few months. up until June, i was perfectly healthy. But today, while getting my wrist examined after last week’s plunge to the sidewalk, the physician’s assistant informed me that my blood pressure was 160/100, which she said was at a “critical” stage, which of course, scared the lights out of me. so i called my regular internist, hoping he would tell me that I was just a little tense, but nothing alarming. But he alarmed me, too.. ordering to get myself to his office immediately.
My catastrophic mind went into hyper-overdrive and I imagined being ambulanced away to an emergency room and I was all prepared to demand my hospital of choice, if there is such a thing. Fortunately, he just put me on some meds…. but just the thought of the possibilities probably spiked up the blood pressure another few notches.
of course this is another reminder that as hard as things can sometimes be, i’m not ready to go yet. there’s so much i haven’t done, places i haven’t gone, so much more blossoming to do. i feel like i’ve lived less than half a life. that my maturity age is no larger than my shoe size. this is just not the time to be going anywhere. if i am going to die, i would prefer it to be my shamanic death.
i mean, dear reader, we’ve only just met. it would be tragic to disrupt what might become a splendid affair. i promise i will not leave you now.