BP is whack. And a new day.

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Almost literally a new day, awake at 23:26, after ten minutes of contemplating going back to sleep, then realizing it wouldn't happen.

Yes, blood pressure is way out, 207-198/140-138, pulse at 91-78 (right-left arm).  They say that has no physical symptoms, I think that is only true of those they over (or wrongly, or both) medicate.  Then again, as to cause?  I am taking as much medicine as I dare take and hope to maintain.  Any more and I begin crashing off the stuff.  I have two potential aces.  I stopped taking a supplement which seemed to measurably help, to simplify starting meds wholesale.  I could try adding those back in... on this dose, with those, was keeping it around 150-140/100-90.  Not perfect but much better.  The other thing?  Massages.  Those, after a summer, had my bp into 120/90.  Not sure how quickly it improved but believe it was rather quickly...  If I can set, then make, appointments.  Ugh!

Will look on the net tonight, call tomorrow.  Looking for a place which offers that and medical pedicures, at least to teach better foot care.  I... am not doing something right.  Luxuries?  Taking care of the body is not luxury.  Pills can't seem to do the trick without 24/7 care, if I doubt then.  At the point medicine would control bp and pulse it would at least create medicinal catatonia, maybe death.  I wonder if that was their real goal.  Wonder?  And the feet?  I have to get ahead of that before getting in trouble with that again.  Ugh.

Not great news but I have a plan and some of the assets.  I can start supplements immediately and begin checking into the rest.  And tending my soul, arranging a confession and the blessing of sacramentals.  I have been waiting for regularity, certainty, in my schedule.  That may not arrive so I may just have to arrange things on as short a timeline as possible based on what is probable in hope with faith.

On another subject, the kefir is impressive!  The new stuff.  The instructions suggested the grains would not start growing, expanding, for six to eight milk changes.  Not so, in the good way.  After just four changes I am almos at the point of setting whole batches aside before then having to eat or toss the excess excess.  There are limits to how much can be stored or used, or even eaten.  I wonder if chickens would eat this, cats?  I have nearly a gallon second souring, just to see how well that works.  A newish experimental process.

Later.