Thursday, January 18, 2018

"That forgetting, embellishing, lying machine"

Hello!


How are all of you doing?

Well, the last couple of days I’ve been TKO. Yeah had a close encounter with the grim reaper, or so I thought.


It started with a glitch in my blood pressure reading 185 over 110. High enough to raise awareness. I call the 811 number which is basically consultation with a nurse who will assess your situation and give you tips on how to solve the issue or concur with you that the spot that looks like ketchup on your belly it’s actually level 24 cancer and you should go to the hospital.


I was given some tips on how to lower the pressure down but that I shouldn’t go to the hospital; monitor the situation. Cool, I can do that...relax and monitor my situation. I did call my nurse to let her know of my situation; we were all on the same page. No problem, right? The following day...


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215 over 110 blood pressure reading folks! Out of the blue, this is how I kick the bucket….had a good life I guess. The ambulance was called in, my final ride to the hospital where my demise would take place. I was expecting that they would come in flying with their stretcher and shit but no, two old country boys came in walking. They ask me what the problem was I told them, in an emergency way, my issue and how my head was hurting and how I was hearing voices and seeing lights. They asked me if they could take my pressure, I told them to go ahead. Obviously, in my head I was swearing at them because they were wasting valuable time that could be spent saving my life. The EMS guy looked at me and told me that it was high but not as high as my machine was reporting; 165/95. So yeah, I’m here alive and kicking fighting off a flu virus….

The shame folks, I had already given instructions to my friend about what to do after I was gone…..


Take care Y'all


PS Stupid blood pressure machine, I have to buy a new one or calibrate it.


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