Well, it's official.. I'm an idiot. Sarah, I didn't mean to harsh your buzz, life is good and I am happy every second I'm here. I didn't mean life isn't great, just that there are tougher things than dying.

Anyway, the proof that I am an idiot is in the following story, please be patient while I explain the basics. Your blood flows through you at a certain pressure and it should be moderate, not high or low. When you get your blood pressure checked (and you should!) it is read as one number over another number. These are: the high pressure reading - when your heart is pumping, over the low pressure reading - when your heart is relaxing. The low pressure number is the important one really because when your heart is relaxed, all your blood vessels and arteries relax too, it's the only break they get, no holidays for the organs you know. So, when your low reading is about 80 that's a good thing, when it's below or above that it's not very good. High blood pressure can result in strokes and blindness as well as heart failure and liver and kidney failure. None of these are good things.

 So here is the stuff; Mine has been above 110 for some years and I have tried lots of things to bring it down, unsuccessfully. A couple of weeks ago I started taking meds to lower it and was told it would take 6-8 weeks to bring it down to a good level. No probs, I was happy. last week, I started having trouble seeing properly and was unable to get a clear focus and was having very bad headaches around the eyes. Then I started having anxiety attacks that lasted for hours and was unable to sleep. This was followed by nausea and a general feeling of "shit, what have I eaten?" I'm poisoned!

My apologies to Hogs' Breath Cafe at this point, there was nothing wrong with your food at all

About this time, I start to get really worried, my son has just been to hospital for emergency "cutting open and throwing out bad bits" and I figure this is my turn, 'cos if bad things happen to good people imagine what could happen to a bad one! I was really scared I was going blind and didn't know what the hell I would do if I did. Ever wonder how many things you wouldn't be able to do without the optical instruments in your head? Driving would be a be-atch and forget blogging.

Anyway, quite by chance I went past the place where I go to get my P/B checked every week - like I'm ordered to by my quack - and I drop in to get it checked out to see if these pills are having any effect so early. Remember it's only been about 11 days now out of 6-8 weeks.

HOLY MACADAMIA NUTS! it is perfect. my B/P is like 130 over 84... it's never been that good. It's dropped from 110 to 84 in just over a week, tha's like parachuting but without the parachute.

Then my technician asks if I'd had any side effects. Side effects? what side effects?

Well, anything like headaches around the eyes, nausea, anxiety, spots in front of your vision.....

Oh, thoooose side effects. And you say the leaflet the doctor gave me would have explained all this?

WELL? Do any of you ever read that stuff? I don't. I will from now on though, that was one scary-as-fuck week! My new friend (the technician) and I have decided I might go back to the quack this week and get a lower doseage, what do you think?

Now for those that know me, please don't bag me out for this, it was an honest mistake... any idiot would have done the same thing, I'm sure.

Now I urge you all to visit urgatory@mindsay">purgatory s' blogg and read about the  Anthropomorphic Personification of Life ... then imagine your son is giving you this theory on an empty stomach over lunch. I always wanted my boy to be smart, I just didn't think it would go this far. I blame the mother.