Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Ask me how’s the weather ...

... and I'll concede that I'm feeling under it.

My blood pressure was rather high this afternoon, the highest it's been in over a decade. As it was at "stage 2," the public health nurse urged me to go home. I'm on schedule with my medications, and it was not a particularly stressful day. At least not at work.

I have to admit, it has been all I could do to avoid biting some people's heads off lately. The weather has been up and down -- hot for two days, now suddenly cold -- so maybe that's it. I also tend to set high expectations for myself, then chastise myself if I don't meet those standards. There have also been some family tensions lately. My siblings, to their great credit, are not the type to hold grudges. But every now and then, you get the feeling there's some unfinished business from before puberty. Or something. Our parents are getting on in years, and from what I've seen from other families in the same situation, this may be the calm before the storm.

But enough of that already. If you can afford me "a wee bit o' prayer" before the day's end, I might get through the night alright. I expect Sal will look in on me tomorrow morning, as I don't have any family in the area, and I anticipate being confined to bed for much of the day. What would I do without her, I wonder?

I always have a rosary handy. This is Tuesday, the day for the Sorrowful Mysteries. It's getting to that time of year, you know. My usual schedule of publishing will continue tomorrow.

I hope.


ohyeah? said...

You looked fine on the bus yesterday.

David L Alexander said...

Ah, clever. I'm supposed to assume you are someone who follows me on the bus, and that assumes that I rode one yesterday.