I decided to make a conscious effort to be happy this week. Bob doesn't look very happy in this photo but he should. Yes, I replenished his supply of peppermint puffs, but I can also report he is feeling much better now that the cardiologist has taken him off blood pressure medication.
No more weak spells, no more dizzy spells, energy level is improved, and cognitive thinking is improved. I'm keeping a log of his BP readings as the doctor requested and will take that report in last of the week to be reviewed.
I'm prepared to fight if I need to on this one. I understand why a very low blood pressure works best for a heart like Bob's, I get that. My argument is quantity vs. quality of life. He has no quality of life when his BP is too low. I'll take quality over quantity.
I'm continuing to work on getting the shrubs outside our living room windows removed or severely pruned. Last week a worker came to assess the situation. If he'd brought a saw he could have taken care of the problem but I guess that would eliminate a job, the world needs 'assessors.'
This morning when I turned in my work order for the second time I suggested they might prefer I do it myself as it would be easy to do with our chainsaw.
I'm back on my soap box that seniors need an advocate. If you're still with it enough to make your opinion known you need to speak up. We have a friend and an extended family member who both have recently gotten caught in the web of bad medical practice. Fortunately both had good advocates in family members but it pains me to think of those who don't. I'm more convinced than ever seniors must not remain silent. We must think of those who may not have anyone to advocate for them and speak loud enough someone in administration gets the word. We must continue to push and insist on good medical care for seniors.