A Quiet
This afternoon, I am in a quiet place.
Within this last week, there have been closures that brought about this quiet.
I finished a quilt that needed quite a few hours of contemplation, many hours of application in regard to sewing skills.
That quilt finish brought about the portion of a barter and the end of any chance that I would do gardening again. It was a relief. No more looking out the window and seeing work that was needed but which I could not do.
I had been concerned about my vehicle driving from home to places I had appointments. I knew it was not operating correctly. Monday that doubt was erased by visiting the repair shop.
This morning, I had a clinic appointment in regard to high blood pressure that I had not experienced since I retired from a rather stressful position. I was in an exam room with a blood pressure cuff that the nurse put on my right forearm. She programed it for four individual readings. She said she would be back in several minutes. Indeed, I was nervous. The standing monitor had a screen on it that pulsed as the cuff tightened on my right forearm and then relaxed. Four times. After a notification bell, the nurse came back in and programed the monitor. It then read the average of the four reading. I was thrilled beyond measure when the monitor read 118/70. I had been hoping for this and would have been even happier if the bottom number had been 60. I will check the portal later on if there needed to be a message from my primary
Within these last two weeks I had cut my caffeine consumption down drastically allowing only two cups of coffee during my waking hours. I also had been given an additional medication of 2.5 mg of Amlodipine for blood pressure.
I came home and decided the remainder of the day would be quiet. Dennis’ son-in-law is doing the mowing today . . . also a good thing. For what we pay Tom, knowing that Dennis is not overdoing it, is also a peaceful feeling. Yup, I like the quietness of it all.
With that I will take my leave. ♥