Since I was about 20 weeks my blood pressure has been measuring somewhat high, not enough for me to be put on medication but I was told we'd have to watch it (in all fairness, my 20 week appointment was 3 days before my wedding and I was stressed). It's still continued to be high since, though.
So last week I was pretty religious about swimming as my almost daily exercise (since it's too hot for me to walk except at night and by then I'm tired. I'd also rather walk in a park and only one park here is lit at night and not only is it a 15 minute drive away (not the end of the world, but there are several parks 5 minutes or less away from me) but there was a shooting at it a few months ago so I'm still hesitant to go at night just to be safe) and drinking lots of water. Then at my appointment my Dr. told me my blood pressure was much better and to just keep up the swimming and water.
Of course, this weekend and yesterday I was terrible about it, so I've really got to start focusing on it again today. I'd hate to go back next Friday only for my Dr to be like "So your blood pressure is back up again."
I'm very happy that my blood pressure is easily managed with diet and exercise, though. I do need to be more active, it's just so hard with Patrick gone all day (if we had a private pool I might not care, but our apartment pool has these kids who don't even live here but their aunt does and 8 of them come down together and are loud and continually getting in my way when I'm trying to do laps and just in general doing things they're really not supposed to--like be there without adult supervision while they do back flips into the pool and almost hit their heads even though it says no diving. But I also feel safer having him with me in case something were to happen to me and I need help... but instead I just always take a fun noodle or kick board so if I get tired I've got something helping hold me up).
Oh, I think I'll also share this pic of my wild cat, Stache (I named him/her for the moustache he has on his face). He's learned if he waits on the patio I'll feed him when I see him, I think he also considers it a "safe place" compared to the wooded area by the apartment. Normally after eating he'll go on his way but yesterday he stayed for about an hour following eating. I was in a terrible mood (for no reason, I took a nap and woke up annoyed with everything) and he was probably the only thing making me happier. I feel like at some point he could be caught and taught to be maybe an indoor/outdoor cat. He'll never be as loving as a fully domesticated cat, but I'd just like to know he's safe with us... but since I'm about to have a baby I know bringing in a wild cat (we'd have done it sooner, before getting pregnant, but we have a roommate who I can't imagine would be comfortable bringing a feral cat into the house regardless of how domesticated this cat is for a feral cat)... We still couldn't even try to start getting him 'til August 1 and I'm due September 1. Just not a good idea, at least we'll trap him and get him fixed so there aren't more wild cats running about.
But now I'm going to try to clean a bit before heading to the pool in an hour or so.
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