Whenever I have a day like this, when I wonder how far past this dreary summer Iíve actually come, I also wonder if my doctor (a) ever took me seriously, and (2) knew that what he told me to do would make me better. I canít wonder too often, because most of the time I know Iím better, either because of or in spite of my doctor (and myself).
The last time I saw the doctor, my blood pressure was so high that he asked me if I was sure I was taking the medication every day. Then he prescribed a different one, which I have also taken faithfully every day since. My blood pressure is down almost all the way to where it should be, certainly within the safe range. But I still have an achy feeling that comes and goes, and I still have the occasional day, like today, when the headache and dizziness makes it seem I havenít come very far at all from the dreariness of last summer.
He wants to see me again in February or March, not just to check my blood pressure but also to check my glucose and cholesterol. Iím supposed to be taking classes in prediabetes and lowering cholesterol, but I havenít found a convenient time during this hectic season. Iím also supposed to be walking (or otherwise exercising) at least 150 minutes a week. Thatís the one thing I am doing, for whatever it turns out to be worth. I guess weíll see in February or March.