Blood Pressure Meds… ugh…

Day two of taking this new drug and I already hate it… but then I could just be stressed, the carotid artery hurts and the pain in the are of the fistula let me know it is there…

Never ceases to amaze me how doctors, who are so over worked, short-handed and stressed to the max, can nearly cost someone like me their life…

But, the good side, my blood pressure is exactly where it was when I was in the Air Force and it only took 40 years to figure this mess out…

Got a feeling, all those times I said I didn’t have a high BP problem have come back to bite me in the ass…

All Freda had to do, tell me I had a stroke and died when the Texas beating happened… 

Instead, she has been hoping for my death, so her dirty little secrets go to the grave with me…

Hate to disappoint bitch, but I already wrote those dirty secrets… and I am just waiting for our return to the mainland, so I can go after the government for those documents you don’t want the rest of your kids to know about…

Sure explains why Larry and Peggy behave the way they do…

They knew and never told me… hope they choke on their own vomit one day…

Hope springs eternal… 

But the BP med is working and the areas that I think may have clots are not as painful…

Should be going to Kona in the next week or so for the Cerebral Angiography… hope they let me stay awake to watch the monitor… so totally geeked on this test…

TimesUp #MeToo WhyIDidntTell

I Remember… Margie… hope some one does…

Sgt. USAF DAV