Thursday, December 8, 2011

dose of my medicine

There are so many ways to receive a heart. It may be because it’s Valentines Day or it’s a random day and someone is infatuated to you all of a sudden, or it can happen at both instances. The heart shape must have gone a long way from making someone feel fuzzy inside since it was invented. Right now, it's not really fuzzy.

I'm sick but I can’t be sick. This is denial defined at it’s best. I can’t take the fact that my blood pressure had skyrocketed to 160/100 mm Hg all of a sudden. The normal value is only 120/80 mm Hg, just so you know.

Blood pressure is the force exerted by the blood against the walls of the arteries during contraction of the heart. To know such definition by…heart wouldn’t really help me at all. This is bad for me because the doctor can’t take it (like I do) and he can’t clear me to work. So I’m left with my own dose of medicine.

The heart I had today was a tiny tablet prescribed to me. The little hearts must look really cute from someone else point of view but not mine. It means I may be at risk from a long list of heart diseases that stem out from hypertension. But I’m too young to have hypertension. I'm too young! But like a good patient, I'm now willing to submit to a bland diet and take my this annoying heart things as ordered. >_<

what my actual medicine looks like with scribbles. :)

If today was Valentine’s Day, it would be so awesome taking a heart-shaped medicine for my actual heart. With sarcasm.

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