The next appointment left me feeling somewhat uneasy. Since the 'interrogation' and the change of pills, my blood pressure had been unusually high, giving rise to my earlier feeling that fixing one problem might be exacerbating another. Strangely, though, when the doctor took my blood pressure, it was very low. We did a brief EKG--amazing how quickly the nurse sticks these sensors on about ten places, switches the machine on for a minute or so, and then whips all the things off again--taking generous portions of chest hair with them. The EKG that I had on this occasion gave rise to the comment that I still have a minor amount of a-rhythmia--a finding that does not exactly cheer me up.
The appointment led to yet another change in medicines. And that was that. "Call me from England if you have a problem. See you in three months' time."
Tomorrow we go to England. I am keeping my fingers crossed that I will not have any further problem while we are there.
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