My engineer has purchased an Omron blood pressure monitor. This morning he was reading the instructions, after last nights try out. The screen read that he had absolutely no blood pressure. These things dont tell the truth, he said, theyre not reliable. I agreed with the nod of my head. So, today at 7:30 A.M., he was reading (aloud) the instructions, for my morning pleasure. He took the first bite of his three week old doughnut. Avoid eating thirty minutes before taking the measurement, he said. He walked to the counter, placed the doughnut on a plate, Ill eat this after the measurement, he said. I just kept drinking my coffee. It says do not take measurement during a stressful time--do you think morning would be the best time, Judy? Im the only one stressed, I replied. He continued, Measurements should be taken in a quiet place and I should not have tight-fitting clothing around my arm. You have on your loose-fitting robe and, believe me, I can be quiet while you measure, I replied. A little time elapsed and then he scooted the kitchen chair back and placed his arm on the table, looking at it-- and then looking at the floor--very intently. I had to ask, What are you doing? I have to have both feet flat on the floor and make sure that the cuff is at the same level as my heart--Im simply doing a mental measurement, he replied. Youre the only mental in here, I replied. He looked at me and responded, Youre a smarty pants. I kept drinking my coffee. Finally, he had positioned his feet flat on the floor, and his arm was on the table. He looked at me and said, I have to remain still and not talk during the measurement. I gave him the look all men cringe to see from a woman and said, Good luck with that. And then, there was sweet silence. I have to wait two to three minutes and repeat this. I walked behind his chair to see the results. Three minutes passed when he said, The wait time allows the arteries to return to the condition prior to taking the blood pressure measurement. I may need to increase the wait time depending on my individual physiological characteristics. Say what? I asked. Never mind, he replied. I kept standing behind him. Just when the measurement was recording, I yelled, BOO! Not funny, smart aleck, now I have to start over. I have to repeat this every morning at the same time. Can you remind me? Sure thing, I replied. I walked to the counter, picked up the plate with the doughnut and set it in front of him. Eat, I said, mornings are a real hoot with you, my dear. I kissed him on the forehead and left the room to write a poem......
Posted on: Sat, 22 Mar 2014 20:29:31 +0000
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