I'm taking a different blood pressure med, added to the one I was already taking. Last night my BP numbers were better than they had been for a week, although still somewhat high; I think it takes awhile to get the blood pressure going in the right direction.
I was still so miserable with acid reflex when I visited the doctor Monday; I asked if I could take Sucralfate again, because eighteen months ago it was the only thing that seemed to help. It has to be taken at least an hour before a meal and at bedtime, four times daily, but it worked before, and this morning after taking it for two days, I find it's giving me relief again (knock wood). Honestly, it seems to have less long-term side effects than omeprazole, which does nothing for me these days. Samantha was hesitant to prescribe it, but she gave me enough for a month and said to ask the specialist if it's OK for me at this time.
I rescheduled the procedure I missed last Friday, so I will be having that done Tuesday of next week.
I've "slept" in a recliner for the last four nights, but last night I slept in bed. I woke up at 2 AM, which is too early. But I got more rest that I've had for a long time, and I think I'm going to crawl back in bed again.
I believe that about sums it up. Getting old is not for sissies. I'm sorry I didn't update sooner, but I was waiting until I felt better to update. Thanks to all of you who expressed concern while I was away from blogging. I simply did not feel like getting on the computer, and there really wasn't much to tell anyhow.