Neuroses

I tend to be a mess. I read too much into things. I get worked up. I worry. I get distraught. This morning I went to the doctor. I recently had to go on medication for high blood pressure - mostly genetic with a side of too much caffeine, and maybe too many beers and not enough exercise. When I found out, I suddenly felt old. But I have gotten used to eating better, drinking decaf, and finding to do other things in a city in which everyone feels the need to get together at bars.

That being said, I had a check up because I needed a refill of my medicine. Of course when I get there I get a little panicked. What if I get bad news? Will she be upset with me if I get worse? (Kit, I share your pain!) After taking the first arm, my doctor says "Well that's weird, it seems that it has gotten worse." waaar-waaaaarrrr. Then we proceed to chat for a minute or two, and we take it on the other arm. That arm is 10 points lower. Then she listens to my heart. And asks to take the other arm again. This time it is 12 points lower.

So I am also apparently afraid of the doctor's office! And to combat that, I have to buy a blood pressure measurer thingy, take my blood pressure three times before the 26th, and call her to let her know what it is.

Apparently I share this nervousness with a few people, including my mother, so I don't feel so ashamed.

Now if you will excuse me, I need to go and worry about 5 other things, and get enough sleep, and go jogging tomorrow and work and such.