In 1998, when I first started taking my blood pressure an average of seven times per day, I was getting readings like:
- 9/19/1998; 181/105 @ 4pm
- 9/20/1998; 193/126 @ 6pm
- 9/20/1998; 183/110 @ 9pm
- 9/20/1998; 191/112 @ 10pm
- 9/21/1998; 143/118 @ 5pm
- 9/22/1998; 175/118 @ 1am
- 9/22/1998; 184/107 @ 6pm
- 9/23/1998; 184/115 @ 1am
For the rest of 1998, my average blood pressure was 152/97 based on over 1000 readings, and those horrible, high blood pressure numbers stayed with me for years until I finally got my blood pressure under control, and at very healthy levels.
I never went to the hospital or the ER, or even called my cardiologist. I was already under the care of a wonderful cardiologist, and on a bunch of heart and blood pressure medications for heart failure. I just toughed it out, and tried to figure out what to do.
I was just very, very lucky that I survived. To me, the mere fact that I survived was just a luck of the draw. I guess that, in most cases, our bodies can take a lot of abuse?
For the year ending 2008, my blood pressure averaged 122.1 over 72.1 based on 2543 bp readings, and I feel 20 years younger, after YEARS of chronically high blood pressure. Lucky, lucky, LUCKY!