Me too. And gross. :) 
I realized this week, once again, that music has a powerful effect. Whatever the music, and what the feeling is amazing the effect it can have the right song at the right time. 
had a map in the arm, and is not a tattoo. It is so rare
be doing your daily chores, when suddenly you hear a low hum, as the weakest of the bees caught in a tube: DZZZZZZZZZZ. The arm starts to thicken, sometimes to the point where I do not feel the left hand. Spend a few seconds-long seconds-and-forth. So I will be until 9 am tomorrow, when I removed the device.
Do you recognize it? I was making a map of my blood pressure. I also did a sonogram and a stress test. Next week I'll have the results. Welcome to my middle age.
The fact that many symptoms of hypertension and other health issues specific to men of my age begin to manifest during the hardest moments of my life is not related necessarily to the situation. Rather, I see it as acceptance, admittedly late, but real, that my life as I lived far has not kept pace.
appears that the trials of life have put me past (God I hope they last), but it certainly crossed a threshold for which no return. If in fact I have it. hypertension is something for life, as a silent but a cruel family grumpy Mephistopheles (do not put God in it) has assigned to you after you sell your soul to honor him. Do your part of the deal, and he just be there without fuñir lot. That means: train yourself a lot, turn down to the salt, fatty foods and sweets, and make your exercises.
Descuídate, and the unhappier you will remember.
Before exams, I could see very well how were the reminders. After a particularly intense in the office, I began to feel an unusual lump in between the shoulder blades. It was not the first time, and instead of scared or horny, I simply sat down and tried to breathe, trying to calm down, think otherwise. Of course, if you say "do not think the hippo", is the first thing you do. As if he took his own life, the knot is spread to my neck and tentacles as if it were, I felt a pressure in the lungs. Even under the very efficient air conditioning, I started to sweat. Yes there scared me. Direct Medical Services. The verdict: strain 150/90. (In case you do not know, the normal should be 120/80.) Zero delay: the cardiologist.
The day I took the exams, was not as nervous as I thought, rather resigned. We started with the stress test, which is basically going on a treadmill that increases your speed and incline every three minutes until you pass out. I put up with twelve minutes without fainting. The attending physician was very kind to me. at least they told me ... Anyway, results: all normal.
Then it was the echo. Did I mention that all this I shaved chest? Ah, the delicious piquin to accompany the fact that soon will become a battlefield. Packed with guns ... It was reassuring to see that my heart was beating with no problems, as indeed confirmed the results later. Zero arrhythmia, abnormalities zero, zero injuries can be seen. I checked that is not literal when it breaks your heart, and no one living in it, nor has stamps from "Private Property" on it. All normal. Quiet type ...
Which brings us back to the map. At first, my imagination takes me to my childhood when I hear doctors say Steve Rogers, "We can do better ... We can do it faster, stronger ... is ... the nuclear man. "
But by 4 o'clock in the afternoon, I was blessed apparatus crabs. Also, that while I did, I could not swim. Yep, I spent 24 hours without touching a shower. I wondered how I would sleep rays with a huge 2brazalete "on my left bicep and what looked like a Walkman cyber side. However, thankfully, asleep as usual. So even feared had been damaged, until the breakfast: DZZZZZZZZZ. At 9:30 they took it away, and expect results. I have already.
As a lounger, I took the graph of changes in my blood pressure, I have them here. The high point was around 2:30 in the afternoon, where I got pressure 180/90. Even sleeping at 2:25 in the morning, I came to 149/77. On average, my blood pressure that 24 hours was 140/82. There is nothing else to do: diastolic hypertension.
actions to counter this effect and had taken two weeks before the exam. As also some laboratory tests showed cholesterol 228 (normal: 220), I decided to start walking, half an hour daily. I went to three the minimum number of floors to climb stairs. And most unusual, I bought a team workout called The Thing Door . Within a month, I've lost six kilos, and I'm pointing to 12. (Mido weight 1.83 and now 94 kg.)
The most difficult, however, will be to control emotions. The most important step. I found a disturbing inability to separate my personal from my work problems, and consequently my performance was a bit concerned. And as I'm aware of that, I have accumulated distress, which contributes to my stress. Bad, bad.
But anyway. Finally, I discovered what is closer to 40. Not only are the gray, the body is much less subtle forms of waking to the reality that the 20 were well back. It is not only time to mature and make better decisions in the future about ... everything, really. It's time one is accepted as it is, with all its defects, and suddenly begin to be treated better. We want more, then. Who knows, maybe all "Esbert" and such, I begin to see what I'm someone really worthwhile to stick around.
(who says otherwise ... I have ways of finding them. And the find.)
