One of those assessments is checking out my BMI. It's ... OK. Ish. Well below the threshold needed to get a break in my premiums, but it's not good. But my BMI was part of a battery of tests done with my blood panel, and I couldn't help but look at the other measurements -- or re-look, as I think I had seen these before, just a few days after I came in for my blood test.
I was concerned about my LDL, which was ticking higher and higher the past few times I've been tested for it (both for work and for my annual check-up). It actually seemed OK than what I remember the last time it was measured. But even if I had seen it before, I looked at my blood pressure measurement, which has also been creeping higher, and I was shocked. The numbers for each measurement are color-coded in green, yellow, and red. I think you know what each color signifies. I had a couple yellows, which I'm not too worried about. The blood pressure was in red. And I saw that the numbers translate to hypertension. No pre-hypertension -- hypertension.
Fuck me.
From that point till I got my lunchtime nap, I felt really funny. My head was aching, I sometimes felt faint, and my stomach felt it was stretching my pants to its breaking point. I don't know if I was not feeling well or if I was being psychosomatic. Ironically, seeing that I have high blood pressure seems to have made my blood pressure rise.
I have been looking up "ways to lower my blood pressure without medicine" on Google up through now. (I've also looked up "blood pressure medications.") It's the usual suspects -- eat less, eat better, exercise more. There's also consume less salt (hard to do that), drink less alcohol (I am drinking a John Collins as I blog post this), sleep more (I know I should do that) and lower your stress levels, to which I laugh my ass off until I get a heart attack. If I were being honest with myself, I need to cut back on what I eat and how much. But I think the everyday stress of life has taken a massive toll on my body and my health; if my bad blood pressure is a result of all the BS I have to deal with every day, then there is nothing I can do to stop it.
I've been looking up calories for the foods and drinks (especially the drinks) I've been consuming since last/Wednesday night. As much as I know I should cut these out and limit myself, I'm afraid I won't. What I saw in my results yesterday/Wednesday morning was a wake-up call ... which, after freaking out, I hit the snooze button on. I understand now more than ever I need to change, and yet I feel like I won't change at all.
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