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August 15, 2008
Let's Get Physical
Like a good girl, I went to the doctor this morning for my annual (who are we kidding)...um...semi-annual physical. This meant I imbibed no substances of the food and beverage sort during last night's poker game and got up this morning and drove all around town to deal with the various animals without coffee of any sort. (Note: the doctor told me I could've had BLACK coffee without affecting the cholesterol test, which is how I drink it - so good to know for the next time but terrible news to hear while I was sitting there all bleary-eyed and headachey).
Her take on my latest round of physical ailments (e.g., almost passing out at the gym, virtually blacking out upon standing, etc.) is that I have low blood pressure. Apparently very low. This, plus my height, means that my heart has to work to get the blood up to my brain, which is apparently 9 miles away from my chest. She told me that the salt in Gatorade would help at the gym and that I should drink more water than your average bear, but all in all - it's good news because people with low blood pressure kick all sorts of ass. I told her what I knew about it, which is that giraffes have extremely high blood pressure to get the shit flowing up those extendo-necks and we had a good laugh during my breast manipulations.
In other news, the nurse thought I was a model. This was after she weighed me and asked my age. I don't think the nurse knows that much about the modeling industry.
Posted by Bree at August 15, 2008 11:44 AM