#my bp high too

[ridragon]

Chronic migraines make me understand why cave men would drill holes into skulls to let the demons out. So much pressure. It hurts so bad. Sometimes I wonder if a hole would actually help. Desperately want this stupid pain to end. But all I can do is wait.

#ri rambles #vent #sorry i cant sleep and wanba whine #i really need migraine meds i gave myself ulcers from ibuprofen overuse #these migraines are so bad i had some leftover oxycodone and took one and it jusr barely took the edge off lol ..... apparently it makes #my bp high too

[annoyingann]

YEAH, SELF-INSERT INTO BP

This is my selfsona, Anya, you know her. she was supposed to become a battle priest, but she didn't like the conditions of her work and training, so she became a traveler lol

approximate translation: "I don't give a fuck"

*tries to flirt, but is too confused*

"want to talk about our savior? which one? Uh.. Christ.. y'know, Maria Devi.. or not Maria.. can we just talk?.."

"no one knows yet that she is completely batshit/insane"

"she wears a silly smile all day"

#sketch #i won't stop drawing self insert #darqx #battle priest #bp #hedone high #hedonehigh #hh au #my friends have selfsonas for bp too! #i think it's cool #I like how we’ve already written their backstory and their journey!

[ykhdc1w]

GIUK | TIME MACHINE (2100)

#tw flashing #onewenet #weusnet #giuk #lee giwook #cya #gi #to #ms #jalksdfj i might have gotten too excited and overdid things just a lil #gif quality is as s #but high quality idol #sobs so sorry my baby hamster my polar bear my quokka giuka #i havent stop streaming his album and bp songs ahahahaha #hmmm maybe i'll try again after some rest

[marginal-effect]

are frequent nosebleeds a blood pressure issue bc my boss just called to accuse me of fucking up my timesheet and 20 minutes later here we are. this is not the first time something like this has happened

#i tried googling it and istg every health site is like #'nosebleeds are not caused by high blood pressure. but if you have frequent nosebleeds see a doctor bc you may have high bp' #oh my timesheet was fucking fine btw he realized that after using his brain for 2 seconds #ofc i was so fucking confused too bc i had no idea what i did wrong lmao. and then he goes on a tangent about how this is always a problem #with my lab and people like BITCH THERE WAS NO ISSUE???? #someday im gonna just #fucking ****************** #ree talks

[weedsmokingbf]

+ 1 new health problem

+ 1 new medication

#speaks #still gotta figure out why my bp was so high #my blood sugar is normal and my heart rate was too #gotta wait for blood results ouugg

[void-tiger]

Some days I think I probably do need an actually trained service animal for mental health crap + the occasional chronic crap affecting my mobility.

But like…I don’t really want a dog. I want a Highly Trained mainecoon or norwegian forest cat. Just. This very large very fluffy very baseline breed intelligent cat known to take on BEARS (or, home invaders and men attempting SA).

I’d be THAT Crazy Lady walking this giant fluff monster most days, but other days just have my lap full of fluff when my hips-down don’t want to cooperate, or I need the comforting weight and fluffy company to hold the brain static at bay.

And some days…look. It hurts to grasp things. Or I risk dropping things. And cats can and will open cupboards and drawers if the handles let them hook their paws Just So to make up for the lack of opposable thumbs.

(Yeah yeah I know people are more accustomed to training dogs for this, but I’ve had quite a bit of luck training my “just housecats” as adults with various things, and people post the adventures they take with their mainecoons like, all the time…so think of what I could do with socializing and training a cat if I had the chance to do so.

(…also I just get along better with cats than dogs. They’re more tolerant to my need to not have a true routine. Also they poop in a box.)

#tiger’s musings #yesterday was…ugh. think my body was fighting off a minor respiratory illness #bUT because I’m also chronically ill + have to take an immunosuppresent it…was not good #like I kinda freaked my online friends out with what my symptoms were #but…I’m just. so used to this. so used to just holding onto walls because I get so unsteady and trying to sleep through these episodes #it’s…definitely Something. not ‘jUST psYCHoSOmATiC’ like I got gaslit into believing 5+ years ago #but…with what turned out to be AS and Probably a CTD and Currently Assumed IBS (but prolly also CTD imo) #I…hadn’t really had a chance to do more than ‘okay so I also have tremors’ #but hey. I have to have my annual pcp visit so I’ll make myself whine about it and the fluttery/tight/visible chest&pulse issues then #(they’re probably related. POTS…kinda can cause high bp/tachicardia and sometimes tremors too.) #(and like. high bp is kinda something so common in my family in young adulthood it’s a ‘when’ vs ‘if’) #so…yeah. sometimes I think I might need some sort of chair and service animal #in addition to custom fitted compression globes #and probably compression shorts and spats and sleeves on my knees and elbows #aaaaand prolly custom arch supports. in addition to Nicer Shoes than an Okay $50 newbalance pair #which…yeah. you can see how all this would get Very Expensive Very Fast #(aaaaaaaand… hope I don’t idk. get dropped from my medicaid? listen they’re sending me automated messages to get my risk assessment done) #(and I’ve got so much going on that I would be Screwed even if I hadn’t aged out of my dad’s insurance) #(it definitely affects me being able to work and keep a job)

[hoots-the-owl]

I’m driving over with some friends to Nashville today for my friend bachelorette’s party (I mean technically we won’t get there until tomorrow but we’re leaving today) anyone who lives in Nashville or been there know any good hole-in-the-wall kinda type place? Like not a popular tourist attraction but something that’s not well know but should be checked out

#im flying high #I hate how she was pressured to go. to Nashville #she wanted her BC to be cheap and she kinda wanted to go camping upstate #but her over controlling cousin wanted to go to Nashville and she’s too nice to say no #don’t worry girl if I ever get married I’ll have my BP camping in upper state Minnesota #I got good places I know of up there

[climbontotheshore]

can’t tell you how excited I am that more TV (incroyable) adaptations are being made of video games

bc I absolutely suck at playing video games

I don’t have the patience to git gud so I can enjoy the storyline

#also I’m a wuss #my BP is already too high #so horror games are out #tlou #hbo tlou #the last of us #the witcher

[reginaofdoctorwho]

anyone else feel rage after a doctor's (technically np) appointment when u realize they were completely bullshitting what they said to you?

#'blah blah sorry there's not really anything we can do :'( #that seems to be reynaud's and there's not any treatment for that. u just have to live w it. looks horrible tho' #MA'AM. MA'AM I TAKE NURSING CLASSES. I FUCKING KNOW WHAT REYNAUD'S IS #ALSO! MULTIPLE MEMBERS OF MY FAMILY HAVE IT #IT RESOLVES (MOSTLY) W WARMTH. THIS FUCKING D O E S N ' T #THIS ONLY RESOLVES W ELEVATION WHICH IS NOT NORMALLY AS MUCH OF A FACTOR #AND ASIDE FROM T H A T #there fucking ARE treatmemts for reynaud's! there's medication there's surgeries fuck YOU #i always realize it as i walk out of the office i hate this #like god fucking dammit when i'm told i'm high risk for tissue damage i freak out ok?? and it might be a circulation thing because my pulse #is ALSO normally fucked up #she had to take it multiple times and my bp's low #pulse high bp is low #i have a sister w supraventricular tachycardia that had to have surgical correction #and a cousin that was 'healthy' and dropped dead from a heart attack at 22 #i fucking hate this shit #also i'm still losing weight so 🙃 that's going on too #not by much but like. AHH i was really trying to gain weight

[thingswhatareawesome]

finally tried those two quest challenge things on jarilo iv in sr. oh i see, just more forgotten hall format. my *favorite*.

#me: i really hate sim u and forgotten hall #hoyo: oh look let's make all endgame content versions of sim u and forgotten hall #DO I LOOK LIKE I HAVE ALL YOUR STUPID OP CHARACTERS HOYO #fucking shit boy they do make you regret being f2p or having tried to be for any length of time #buying one bp sure hasn't fixed how behind the curve i am for not having like blade and fx and gepard and seele and sw #i can't make the op blade buffing team or the op quantum team #so yeah i get through shit AND WITHOUT DYING now but ofc never get the under x rounds reward #god i hate that anyway it's such pressure and i just feel stressed while trying to complete the challenge(s) #please ignore my sr bs #just one more quest challenge to finish this one back on xzl but i think i'll wait a bit bc bleah #give me more museum and merchants alleys event and less TONS OF COMBAT BUT COMPLETE IT STUPID FAST HIGH PRESSURE bs #maybe someday i'll actually have enough 5* or some of the good op ones that this stuff will seem ez and fun too but today is not that day

[soysaucevictim]

Oi. I like the Baskin Robbins Flavor of the Month, "Game Night".

But I think I've consumed too much salt through it and I'm a lil dizzy after eating probably a little too much of it tonight. orz

It's tasty as all hell tho. :,D

#times living with grandma + knowing the fam hx for high bp = me trying to be conservative on how much salt i add to my food #but the food science nerd in me also appreciates the whole 'salt is a flavor enhancer' thing a bunch too #food/ #(granted i think i got my dad's genes for bp - baseline... and not my mom's) #(he's always had good numbers - whereas mom's got malignantly bad & were a primary factor in why she died) #(bro inherited her bp issues tho...)

[annoyingann]

Happy International Women's Day!

dump of thoughts and other versions of this art⬇️

On the day of women's solidarity in the struggle for women's rights and emancipation, I drew Isla! I think she is a very strong and interesting person. Plus she's a medical person! Only men worked as doctors until the mid-19th century in many countries, but now.. the world has changed enough for gender equality to appear in the professions!

I NEED MORE ISLA!!

#darqx #I don't know what Isla's last name is sorry #she's so beautiful #and she is very caring #i love her #she's my mom 🤲 #I think other girls from BP also deserve to be in the top of the most beautiful and strongest heroines #HAIR! I MADE HER HAIR TOO LIGHT!! #OH SH- #but I like it with this shade because it looks so light (bada-bum-tsss) and airy #hedone high #hedonehigh #hh au #battle priest #happy women’s day

[chicchanooliner]

The day I finish working on my thesis would be amazing

I feel it

#i hate the way my college decided to lump a bunch of idiots with me in a group #my BP has never been too high but ever since i started working with them i have lost my patience every day bc of them #AND THE EXCEL SHEETS OH MY FUCKING GOD THE EXCEL SHEETS #I SUCK AT EXCEL #and smh the prof thats is overlooking this doomed thesis dumbs that shit on me everytime #chi rants

[sachinbiher]

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[daphnis-is-screaming]

LMAO shifting a bit in my bed gave my heart a big ass start and it’s been ~16 hours since I’ve taken my bp meds maybe listening to the doctor about a dose increase wasn’t a good idea.

#Daphnis is screaming #They went ‘we know you haven’t gotten your labs done to make sure this medicine isn’t hurting you.’ #‘But your bp is still too high after barely 2 weeks of taking the 50 dose so we’re jacking you to 100’ #WHICH BTW IS THE HIGHEST DOSE OF THIS MEDICINE I CAN SAFELY BE GIVEN #And my bp was only slightly elevated because they kept fucking stressing me out #Like sitting in a blank room with some stranger telling me to stay calm does the Exact Opposite

[rainylana]

“It’s time to go to the doctor, baby.”

Eddie Munson x female reader

summary: an evening at steve’s takes a turn for the worst.

warnings: undiagnosed bipolar, disassociation, depression, language. i have bipolar so this is my experience, it might be different for anyone else so please bare that in mind. it can vary from person to person. i hope this reaches the right audience. having bp is life altering, but we get through it! you’re not alone <3

You only went because you knew how excited Eddie was to see his friends, and you had been too, but when you woke up, you knew it was going to be another one of those days. Something was wrong with you. You didn’t know what, but you knew it was bad. Your body was changing and not for the better. You were too scared to go to the doctor, petrified of what could potentially be wrong with you. Your worst fear was finding out maybe you had cancer or some life threatening disease.

Eddie knew to some degree that you were suffering, but you didn’t let on how much it bothered you. As far as he knew, you were just depressed, in a phase that you would eventually get out of. Neither of you knew how serious it actually was. All day you’d done your best to keep your head high and a smile on your face, and you’d done very well considering.

You were hanging out at Steve’s watching the new Friday the 13th, both Robin and Dustin where there. You tried your best to pay attention to the screen in front of you, but you couldn’t remember what had even happened in the previous scene. Eddie was to your left, hand on your leg, and Dustin was to your right munching on popcorn.

You felt so drained, but not like a tired kind of drained, the worst type of exhaustion you could ever imagine. It was like being run over by ten trains, thrown into a volcano and being punched by a wwe wrestler. That kind of exhaustion. The kind where all you wanted to do was lay on the floor, despite the fact the room was full of people. You couldn’t pay attention to the tv, you kept forgetting what was happening. You didn’t even feel like your body was present, your mind somewhere off far away in wonderland or oz.

It scared you when this happened. Eddie’s hand on your leg felt fuzzy and unreal, Dustin’s shoulder that brushed against yours felt nonexistent. You felt nonexistent. You felt as if your soul was suspended in the air and you were looking down at your body. But how could you explain that to Eddie? He’d think you were crazy, surely! So you suffered in silence.

This had been going on for almost six months. The only person who knew was Eddie. He’d been trying to convince you to go to the doctor to get out on some sort of medication for depression, but you felt ridiculous. It surely had to be all in your head. But tonight, it was starting to take it’s toll on you, the exhaustion.

You felt this overwhelming amount of dread cover your body, like a dark cloudy blanket that dampened your mood like rain. You wanted so badly to cry, but you couldn’t muster up the tears.

“Snack break, anyone?” Steve asked, pausing the movie with the remote.

“Got any of those nacho cheese chips?” Eddie patted your leg.

“You mean doritos?” Dustin laughed, giving him a sideways glance.

All three of the boys laughed and ventured off to the kitchen, leaving you sit in your silence. It felt so good. The tv off, only a flicker or two of static. You felt your brain relax, and you allowed your tears to fall. Your breath hitched in your throat and your face crumpled together. You covered your mouth so no one could hear you, your fingernails digging into your lips.

It took you over, and even though you were sitting on a perfectly good couch, the floor was just calling your name. You crawled off the couch, sinking down to the cold, hardwood floor and curling into a tight ball. Your body relaxed into it’s dead weight, and you let out a whimper that made you shiver.

Their voices sounded underwater, their footsteps vibrating the ground beneath your ear, sounding like loud thumps. You could hear their laughter and giggles, high fives, all muzzled and fuzzy like the tv screen. You could hear Eddie’s voice get closer, high pitched and alarmed. You felt his hands grip your body, trying to pull you up off the floor, but your dead weight wouldn’t allow it. You blinked tiredly, not wanting to communicate with him. You could hear Dustin and Steve come closer.

“Baby,” Eddie shook you, face close to yours so he could search your eyes. “Y/n, what happened! What’s wrong?” He panicked, looking you over for any injuries.

He frowned at the sight of your tears, quiet ones that rolled over your nose. “Sweetheart? Talk to me, angel. Are you alright?”

His palms swiped your cheek to collect your tears, petting your hair and trying his best to lift you off the floor.

“Tired.” You managed to mumble, crying lightly with your hands tucked to your chest. “I’m so tired, Eddie.”

He narrowed his eyes in confusion.

“Is she okay?”

“What happened?”

“Should we call an ambulance?”

He ignored the panicked voices of Steve and Dustin, holding his hand to shush them. “Tired?” He said gently, lifting you up into his lap. “Why are you tired, honey?”

You shrugged your shoulders, moving your eyes upward so you could see him. “Something’s wrong with me.”

It clicked to him then what you were referring to, and his face dropped, leaning his forehead to yours as he sighed deeply. “It’s time to go to the doctor, baby.”

You didn’t argue this time, nodding gently. “Yeah.”

He gave you a kiss on your cheek. “Wanna go home? You want me to carry you?”

You allowed him to lift you up in his arms, burying your face in his chest as he opted to leave your shoes at the door. He’d come back and get them tomorrow. He gave a farewell and an apology to his friends, saying he’d explain later as he took you out to his van.

He held your hand on the way home with you laying on the seat, head in his lap. When he got you both home, he carried you inside and laid you on your bed, helping you out of your clothes and into your pajamas. He tried to get you to talk, to open up, but you couldn’t muster up much. You kept saying you needed to rest, you needed quiet.

Eddie was as scared as you to find out what the doctor would have to say.

#lana’s shit post #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #stranger things season four #joseph quinn #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson angst