I had my neck stiches removed yesterday morning. They were tight and it took about twenty minutes. It was unpleasant but not painful. After the last stitch was removed, I didn't feel good. I asked the nurse if I could lie down and she helped me up onto the bed. I was in a cold sweat. The nurse checked my blood pressure and the upper level was alarming low in the sixties. I take medication for high blood pressure, so what is going on?
My own doctor came in and out a couple of times to check on me. The nurse cross questioned me about how much alcohol I drank the night before, being one glass of wine before dinner. They correctly know patients lie about that. What I had eaten last night, for breakfast, only cereal. Coffee, no at that point.
I began to feel better. R was downstairs having a haircut and I called him to say he will have to escort me out but nurse wasn't having a bar of it until my blood pressure was ok. She said I had turned deathly pale. She kept checking my blood pressure, gave me a sweet lolly then suggested I stand up and walk around. She was not understanding how I felt ok, was not falling down and could walk around with such low blood pressure. Eventually after consulting my doctor, she set me free when my upper blood pressure level reached 95. I felt fine. She already knew R and I would have food and coffee after leaving the surgery. She asked me to return afterwards for another blood pressure check. It was over 100.
We have a blood pressure monitor at home and by 4pm I was 132/84. I messaged reception and she called back to tell me she was relieved I was now ok. She was so nice and a bit of fun. It was puzzling to her and is puzzling to me. I'm going to monitor my blood pressure for a few days.
Lol, this began as a post about cabbage moths. I had to delete the first sentence.