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High as a kite 😟

High as a kite 😟

Well I never ever laze around, I am an energetic type

But I’ve just discovered that my blood pressure is continuously on ‘Hype’

Haha thats what my machine says when Its tubed band tightens up on my arm

Telling me that I am high as a kite as it raises an alarm..

Oh blast and blitherations at the joys of growing old

But I will listen to the Doctor and try to do what I am told..

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Greg Etsell

 mine is alway to high 
and i am on meds for it 
it helps very little 
mine is always 140/80 
some times it can be higher 

 

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Gwendoline

Aah Jill a good write. I am the opposite to you. My blood pressure is always very low. They kept me in hospital once cos they thought it was bad. Then they decided it is just how I am 😂

Gwen ❤️

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Jill Tait

Awww well im starting meds today so thatl sort it luv 🤣💕❤️💕

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Shelley-anne St...

Look after you Jill, please do listen to the doctor and take it easy 🙂 Fabulous little poem here as always. I envy your ability to deliver funny, personable and creative poems to literally any topic 🙂☀ a great example of the daily exercise of writing. Love and hugs ❤☀ sending good energy and best wishes lovely lady ☀❤

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Jill Tait

Awww Thanking u Shelley lass 💕❤️💕

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