This morning I finally set up my heart monitor. I received it Saturday but I put it off until now. I was enjoying my last little bits of freedom I guess.
I’m stuck with this thing for 30 days. I am scared of these little sticky things getting caught on clothes or ruining my skin underneath it.
Related to this, I have a blood pressure medication now. Because I have high blood pressure. And probably have since last year around this time when I saw that really shitty cardiologist. Thanks for nothing, guy! My new one is here at Johns Hopkins this time. And believes me!
Hopefully these 30 days will pass by quickly and I won’t have too much trouble with this thing. And also that there’s nothing wrong with my heart! The other night I’ve decided I want to live long enough to go to space. I want to be a space grandma. So my heart better act right so I can make this dream come true.