The doctor visit resulted in a blood pressure pill. My
pressure tops off in the 140s and that is too high for someone with an aortic
aneurysm. He backed off calling my breathing COPD. Another “don’t know” lack of
diagnosis. It’s been that way since 2005! Oh well, where there is breath, there
is life. Today is noise and crowds for our Norman Rockwell version of the Fourth
of July. I’m feeling almost healthy. Megan will be there if I want to come
home..
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