Well, they are adjusting my BP medicine again. I appreciate the fact they want to minimize how many I take, but it is a little irritating to have a normal BP (130/80 is normal), and now I have BP readings that are all over the board. In the morning it is normal, and then it ranges from normal, to really high (165/105) at night. I have another appointment on Friday to follow up with the Dr. to try to give me a more normal BP. For the time, I am only on 20 mg of Lisinopril. I used to be on 20 mg of Lisinopril and 5 mg of Amlodipine. Since they took away the Amlodipine, my BP has been crazy. I don't know if the BP is normal while I adjust to the medications, or if I need to be on Amlodipine. The problem is that I want to self-medicate and just take the Amlodipine. The problem is that it may not be the best for me. I guess that I will have to wait until Friday to find out what I will be taking. I know, patience, patience, patience!
Tomorrow I will preach the funeral for a dear friend of mine. He was the definition of a selfless person. I truly appreciated all that he did, but, when I was meeting with the family on Wednesday a memory came to me suddenly and I was suddenly overcome with emotion. Let me back up a little bit: After my stroke in December, 2008 my license was revoked for obvious reasons and it took me some time and practice before I was able to drive again. I finally got my license back in February, 2009. But, shortly after I got my license back the reality of the severity of my stroke became evident: my stroke had seriously impacted the PONS area of my brain stem, and therefore, a lot of my nerves were negatively impacted. One of the nerves that was damaged was the nerve that controls my eye movements; my left eye would would twitch, at times almost uncontrollably, and that made it really difficult to drive, particularly at night. That brings me to the memory that left me so emotional. Fast forwar
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