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Friday Took the blood pressure before going to bed: 138/86. Oh, oh. Thinking about it in bed decided to get up and take it again: 112/71. What does that mean? The blood pressure machine is off? There's that much difference after lying in bed for fifteen minutes? Who knows?
To sleep pretty much right after ten to awaken at six-forty without any of the recent episodes of half awakening one or two times before actually awakening for good. The blood pressure was 133/70. We'll sort that out later. Off to walk to breakfast feeling a little funky, the sky clear, the temperature cold. Arrived to enter the dining area, turn on the lights and settle in with the papers.
The two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee again, the weight still behaving on the scale this morning. Finished up just after nine to walk home, the temperature a little warmer under the direct sun, taking the usual set of pictures. What can I say? The mornings don't vary, we repeat the series all the while happy enough to be doing it, nothing else catching my attention as I'm walking and so pictures of flowers. Usually the same flowers.
Arrived home to take the selfie, still don't have them properly exposed or in focus, up to the computer to finish yesterday's entry under duress (still feeling a little fuzzy if not funky now), post the thing and start on the pictures. Nice sunny day outside looking through the balcony glass door.
Later. Crashed for an hour and a half. Got up and took another blood pressure reading: 128/64. Be interesting to see what it reads tonight. Otherwise listened to the news for most of the afternoon, nothing is calling me to settle in and watch it on the tablet.
Evening. Three days until the solstice. I'm ready for the days to regain the light.
Watched Inspector Morse at eight. All of it. I'd seen it before but for some reason watched it through, Morse behaving badly by giving crap to his co-workers, with some of them this time however giving it right back. Don't mind it when people don't take his crap. Anyway, the blood pressure 137/78, not good, to bed before ten, another day done.
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