Yesterday I found out my high blood pressure is back. I found out I had high blood pressure on Christmas Eve (yes, it kind of ruined Christmas for me). I stopped taking Sudafed and the problem went away. I thought the problem was over, but after a doctor visit yesterday, I discovered much to my horror, that I am still prehypertensive. The doctor wants to start me of medication. I now have a choice, I can take the pills for the rest of my live or I can make some changes to my diet and add exercise. Maybe that will help. Sounds like an easy choice right, but when I think of a lifetime of salads with tasteless vinegar dressing and chicken, chicken, chicken, I start thinking the joy of living is over. I know, I am being a bit dramatic, but this is such a shock. It is the first time I have ever really had to face the fact that I AM GETTING OLD and it sucks!
I must go and start planning a new menu then take a walk with my new pedometer. I don't want to rely on medicine and I would like to be around for a while longer--my youngest is only 7!