March 31, 2011

Maybe The Lines Need to be DARKER

I had a doctor's appointment the other day. They weighed me before I went back, per the usual.

We got in the small room and I hopped up on the table for the nurse to take my blood pressure. She had the computer on already, pulled up my chart and went to put in the new stats when she stopped.

She looked at me and said, "Did you lose weight?"

"Yes."

"Wait. Did you lose A LOT of weight?"

"Yes."

She said, "OK, I just wanted to make sure. I pull up these charts and I see something like that and I want to make sure I REALLY have the right person! Did... you do it on purpose?"

"Yes."

"Good. Unintentional is NOT good!"

She took my blood pressure and said, "Your blood pressure is low..."

I replied cheerfully, 'It is. That's normal..."

She said, "No, I have to retake it. This is low..."

I sat there patiently as when my weight is where it should be, my blood pressure is low. Not as low as it was during that one delivery when it dropped to 60/30 and all these sirens and bells started going off, the nurse freaked and I said to her calmly, "Ginger, it's cool. My bp is always low" to which she said loudly, "NOT THIS LOW!" as she shot something into an IV and put a O2 mask over my face.

Not that low.

But low.

She took my bp again and said, "Bou, It's... 97/55? I can't tell that bottom number. At some point, its just too soft... Yeah, I'm going to put 55..."

That's about right for me. When I'm at my right weight, and in shape, my resting pulse is in the 50s and my bp is low. I'm thinking I'm darn close to target weight. Darn close.

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I'm just about finished redecorating my eldest boy's room. It's been a six month work in progress as I've slowly been collecting things for his room.

I decided all the paintball stuff needed to come off the extra twin bed he has in that room, so I bought baskets to store it in, under the bed.

Except... the beds sit too low. So I decided to buy bed risers, just a couple inches up off the floor and we'd be set.

Bones was with me and Bed Bath and Beyond is a good 30 minute trip from the house. I picked up a set of risers in natural wood and as I walked out the aisle I realized I needed TWO sets.

Bones, always the kid who wants to be helpful said, "Don't worry! I'll go get them!"

So off he scampered to grab another set while I made my way to the cashier.

We were home an hour later with Ringo in tow and I decided to quickly put the risers under the beds before I was off to get Mr. T from band practice. I went into the back to break out out both boxes when Bones said...

'And! I got you a DIFFERENT color than the one you bought! I thought it would look great if you had two different colors of wood."

I stood there for a second, blank faced, as I tried to assimilate what he'd just said to me. Finally I said, flatly, "What... what did you say?"

He replied, "Yeah, look here. YOU picked out the light wood. It says natural wood. *I* got the dark one. I thought it would look good..."

Ringo stood there silently in disbelief and that's about when I became unhinged, my head spun around three times and green goop poured out my eyes.

Possessed I was.

WTF?

I grabbed the box, completely bat crap crazy mad, and threw it in the car so I could go BACK and exchange it.

Who does that? Who does that?

I was still livid when my husband got home. I said to him after, "Who DOES that? WHO?! Who decides they're going to NOT ONLY change colors with something they're helping YOU with, BUT! BUT! They DON'T TELL YOU! WHO.DOES.THAT? And furthermore, it was NO accident. He did it ON.PURPOSE! I didn't even have the f*ing box out of bag when he proudly told me he'd changed my colors because HE thought it would look GREAT! WHO.DOES.THAT?!"

To which my husband replied, "Bones does. His life is chaos and color. That's who he is..."

Bones and I DO NOT live on the same planet. DO.NOT.

Seriously.

I can't trust that kid with anything. He colors WAY too far outside the lines for me.

Good grief.

Posted by Boudicca at March 31, 2011 09:39 PM
Comments

Congratulations on making the nurse blink and on getting to your goal! My BP runs low too - I had it taken in the middle of a migraine once and it was like 90/50. Considering the pain I was in, I still can't believe it. Usually I run 100/60. heh.

Speaking of Bones... I was just listening to a very geeky podcast today called Mac Power Users. David and Katie are very organized and methodical when it comes to doing the show. This time they had Merlin Mann on with them. (They had him on last year too) He's a big deal in the Mac community among other geeky communities. But honestly, I started listening to him talk this time and suddenly I realized...

This is what Bones will sound like when he's all grown up. For that matter this is what Bou deals with all the time... it would drive me bat crazy. LOL. Link is below if you want to listen in to the beginning of the show - it will take about 5 minutes after he starts talking to get the idea... the entire show goes over 2 hours! David and Katie usually keep it at one hour but they literally could not reign Merlin in. I'm still laughing about that even though I did listen to the entire show and my head is still spinning. Listening to David trying to pin Merlin down on any answer - priceless.

http://macpowerusers.com/2011/03/mpu-046-workflows-with-merlin-mann-ii/

Posted by: Teresa at March 31, 2011 10:22 PM

Okay, so if/when I have kids, can I hire Bones to pick out the color scheme for the room?

Posted by: Andrew Phule at April 1, 2011 01:29 AM

You CAN trust him to color outside the lines, heh. Might I suggest the Old Gipper method - Trust but Verify. Trust him to do what he think is right, and verify that you concur with that world view / color scheme.

Posted by: Web at April 1, 2011 06:34 AM

Heh. You said "wood".

Posted by: Roses at April 1, 2011 06:36 AM

Congratulations on the weight loss. E=mail me your diet plan, please. I need to get my butt in gear and get serious again. My blood pressure runs low too. The last time I was at the doctors, the nurse hooked me up to the automatic blood pressure machine. After it restarted for the third time and about cut my arm off, she came running in and shut it down. It couldn't find my blood pressure so it kept tightening thinking that my pressure was higher. She took it and I think it was 98/53 or something like that.

Bones can come decorate my house. I need all the help I can get.

Posted by: sticks at April 1, 2011 07:18 PM

So they were the same height at least. Just think of the fun he could had had.

Posted by: The Thomas at April 2, 2011 01:45 PM

On the bright side, "Chaos and Color" would make for an awesome blog name.

If he ever, you know, starts a blog :-)

Posted by: Harvey at April 2, 2011 11:54 PM