Whereas we have sunshine.
I am not going to be going onto beta blockers, which give me nightmares, dizzy spells and diarrhoea, but I have to waste a week convincing the quack’s tiddy pharmacistical assistants (a pair of elves, they were, about fifteen years old and very cute) that this has been tried before and it was not good for me then, won’t be good for me now. What they never take in is that my blood pressure is LOW (like 93/53) and reducing it further, which is what beta blockers do, is simply not going to be a good plan.
So I keep a record of BP and pulse night and morning, and of every time I fall over when I stand up or turn quickly, and every time I wake up too frightened to turn the light on…
It is a bore. if they want to fuck about with medication, they could try taking things that they don’t need for themselves instead of using me as a guinea-pig for their already-exploded theories.