WEDNESDAY AND MY BP

It was "scarf day" yesterday, when we were supposed to wear our favorite scarfs  Reminds me of Kindergarten, but I played along with it. Dyan didn't wear a scarf, but she had on one of her many attractive tops:

I did wear one--a sparkly gray , but you can't see it well here: 

Darn, I had trimmed it and for some reason, can't pull that modified pic up.

As scheduled, the nurse, Francis, came after lunch and went through a lot of health questions and so on. He recommended that I buy both a new blood pressure machine and and a new pill cutter. My BP has continued to climb and now I'm determined to take it down. I'm giving up salt and no longer--sob!--will be enjoying alcohol. 

Aside from all that, remarkably, I connected up again with Doris G., whom I hadn't been in touch with for more than twenty years. She now lives year-round in the little resort island of Chincoteague, Virginia. Wild horses roan there and she feeds two of them, along with twelve cats (don't ask). Anyway, we had a great time catching up, although Doris seems to have some cognitive decline. I'm also back in touch with her son, Sherwood, who has had some role or other in Jersey's democratic party for years. 

Niece Carolyn called and she'll be coming here for lunch on Tuesday; I'm looking forward to that with pleasure. Stella is coming for the same on Saturday and that should be interesting. The P.T. and possibly, an O.T. will be coming today, I think, although I haven't heard from either.  

Had dinner with my friends. Settled for a large chicken salad and iced tea and it was very good, unlike some of the kitchen's concoctions. 

BP this morning: 84/48 before coffee. Is that too low? I took it again and incredibly, it came up as 162/111 I must be doing it wrong--how can it fluctuate so much?