I’ve been feeling like something the cat tried to bury in the litterbox for a while now because not enough Calories, but this morning when I checked my blood pressure it was actually down to the top of the low BP danger zone, 90/62. Another 2 points on the diastolic and I would have been calling 911 for a trip to the ER because I don’t think I could have walked out the door to take a Lyft. I didn’t take my BP meds this morning because I measured my BP before I took them, and good thing I did.
Among other problems I have been having in tandem with the low BP has been trouble completing a thought, which delayed writing this blog post for several hours and also prevented me from doing the Sunday morning Shadowrun game, but that got canceled because a lot of the players were with their mothers celebrating Mother’s Day. I was just out of it, not away from my computer like everybody else. I think that can be laid at the feet of “not enough calories” in tandem with the low BP. And I can put the not enough Calories in the same boat with the no teeth because I haven’t been able to bite or chew since I got the temp dentures. And that’s nobody’s fault because everything has been changing around since the teeth got pulled, especially on the lower jaw as places that got abrasions when the teeth got pulled swell and contract.
And because I felt like crap most of the day Imma put this post to bed and then me.