Anxiety anyone?

When you’re anxious and you don’t even know it....

I’ve always prided myself on having low blood pressure—sometimes too low (no pride in that). I spent Friday going to one of my yearly doctors’ appointments. Everyone was new to me and normally I would hate that, but I was happy since I didn’t care AT ALL for the nurse practitioner or the regular nurse, of the past.

I felt okay and not AT ALL anxious. Well maybe a tiny bit. But the new nurse and I hit it off from the beginning (the nurse practitioner, too) until she took my B/P and then took it again.

“Do you normally have high blood pressure? It's 158/78,” the nurse said,

I shake my head no and say, “Not AT ALL. It’s normally lowish, or so I think.”

She said she thought that’s what she’d read in my record and that’s why she took it again.

Then new nurse started to talk about other things, but I didn't hear a word of it. I was thinking about how I would probably have a massive heart attack on the way back to my car—if I could even find car since my pressure was so high. I vowed (silently) to diet and exercise to save my life. Whatever it would take, I would do.

After the exam, it was decided that my blood pressure would be taken again before I left. It was 128/70. 

Now’s that’s anxiety and I didn't even know it. And the funny thing is, I've forgotten the exact promises I made to myself about dieting and exercising.

Probably the anxiety.