Thursday, 20 March 2007
Thursday was a terrible day. I had a high heart beat. Derek, with whom I had lunch, and Lucia, two good friends from work, measured my blood pressure, and it was really high for my age, what explained why I felt uncomfortable. However, in the late afternoon, I started feeling better and in the evening I even could eat well and had a good night rest. I also bought my own blood pressure meter and everything was normal again. And a call to the GP resulted in the answer that I should make an appointment with the nurse, next Tuesday, to measure my blood pressure. It is now a holiday so patients are not important! It started the night before. I met Lucien on Adam4Adam, a website, and we had a drink and lunch at his place. Later that night my heart started beating like hell and I could sleep only a few hours. The rest of the day was as described above. Lucien is a nice black man, a little older than me. We had a lovely chat at Barcode Vauxhall and later at his place. He even made b