I'm a big dumb shitlib baby

Thanks. Maybe the Wisemen would have some liability if I stroked out.

Thanks. Maybe the Wisemen would have some liability if I stroked out.

I have high blood pressure and usually check it once or twice a week. With one med and watching my salt, I've had it at normal levels for probably the past year... doesn't get any higher than 130/85 ever. Today I had a headache and was feeling a little tense, so I figured I'd check my BP. I went to Walgreens and bought a new wrist monitor because my old one is in bad shape. Once I got it to work, it showed my BP as 220 over 120! So I freaked out and drove myself to the ER. My headache started getting worse, my vision blurred, and I was panicked that I was going to have a stroke or something.

So I get to the ER and put on a robe and they hook me up to all their shit... I had my head down and swore I couldn't see straight and was in terrible shape.

So the nurse takes my BP and starts laughing. I was like "what's funny?" She tells me my BP is 128 over 82. I told her that couldn't be right. She checked again... even lower. The machine I bought was an inaccurate piece of shit, and I freaked myself out enough to believe that I was having all these crazy symptoms.

Luckily the ER didn't charge me. I'm gonna sue the manufacturer.

Best friend from HS and best man in my wedding hanged himself over the weekend. We fell out of touch a number of years ago, but this fucking hurts.

Get your ass down to the nearby meatwagon station and ask one of the EMTs on duty to (a) check your blood pressure and then (b) ask them to teach you how to do it manually ... then acquire a real one.

The digital arm ones can be okay, but all I know is more often then not the nurses I see eschew the digital ones - and they're fancier than ones you or I can go get - in favor of the old fashioned way ... of course they also might do that to shut me up for a little bit ... I guess I should account for that possibility.

I'm a big dumb shitlib baby

Have a terrible night and die in MANY fires.

I could talk you through how to do take your own. It's really simple

I'm a big dumb shitlib baby

I just Youtubed it and it seems easy. I'm gonna give it a try.

Have a terrible night and die in MANY fires.

I'm a big dumb shitlib baby

I have high blood pressure and usually check it once or twice a week. With one med and watching my salt, I've had it at normal levels for probably the past year... doesn't get any higher than 130/85 ever. Today I had a headache and was feeling a little tense, so I figured I'd check my BP. I went to Walgreens and bought a new wrist monitor because my old one is in bad shape. Once I got it to work, it showed my BP as 220 over 120! So I freaked out and drove myself to the ER. My headache started getting worse, my vision blurred, and I was panicked that I was going to have a stroke or something.

So I get to the ER and put on a robe and they hook me up to all their shit... I had my head down and swore I couldn't see straight and was in terrible shape.

So the nurse takes my BP and starts laughing. I was like "what's funny?" She tells me my BP is 128 over 82. I told her that couldn't be right. She checked again... even lower. The machine I bought was an inaccurate piece of shit, and I freaked myself out enough to believe that I was having all these crazy symptoms.

Luckily the ER didn't charge me. I'm gonna sue the manufacturer.

Best friend from HS and best man in my wedding hanged himself over the weekend. We fell out of touch a number of years ago, but this fucking hurts.

Best friend from HS and best man in my wedding hanged himself over the weekend. We fell out of touch a number of years ago, but this fucking hurts.

There is not a damned thing wrong with people who are bull shitters.

The crisis consists precisely in the fact that the old is dying and the new cannot be born; in this interregnum a great variety of morbid symptoms appear.

There is not a damned thing wrong with people who are bull shitters.

I'm going a little crazy right now worrying about my eight-year-old son. He's having some problems now that have no easy answer, and perhaps don't have an answer at all. I may not sleep for the next 15 years.

I have MANY years of experience in trying to appreciate steaming piles of dogshit.

I'm a big dumb shitlib baby

Been thinking about this all day. It's funny, but sometimes these things work out ok. Other times, they don't work out, but somehow you get used to it. I know you already know this, but I was just thinking about my own kids . . . how one will never be independent, how another is not different enough to not feel the pain that brings but probably too different to take care of herself, and how the middle one is going to be fine. It's scary as hell, but you get through it every day. Again, I know you know this; I am just thinking out loud here.

Anyway, I was thinking about this all day. Hope it works out ok. You certainly seemed balanced enough to deal with it.

Many that is true, but an incomplete statement.

The crisis consists precisely in the fact that the old is dying and the new cannot be born; in this interregnum a great variety of morbid symptoms appear.