9:10 I was watching a video then i got borred and clicked on a video with cats and i relaxed a little and i suppose my BP dropped to close to normal and then they started a big noise exhaust outside. I always leave within a few seconds when i start the car, but they do iddle like at least 2 minutes. Those with noisy cars.
My middle finger on my righ hand steel feels sore and i was massaging it with another finger and thought i felt a bump in there right where it hurts and then i started asking myself. What if they installed a tiny BP transducer on that finger so they know precisely what my BP is. It could be just a tiny metal inclusing that could be explained by my daily activities. The reason he took my BP one more time after he pricked that finger for the A1C test was maybe to calibrate it?
And why do pharmacists that are supposed to give you insulin prescriptions in the name of a doctor do take your blood pressure?
9:53 I started to dry a load of laundry, opened the window because of heat, soon i got sick and my BP went through the roof. Grabbed the garbage, 2 bags for poops (actually i had 2 more in my pockets i forgot) but next to the dumpster there was the guy from E4 (skinny, tall with a long ponytail), wrestling a phone next to a Lime scooter. I went back inside, waited a minute, went back, he left but the scooter was still there and then as i locked the door he showed again.
So i just went in there, threw the garbage and headed for the battle zone. He then left with his scooter. I picked about 10 different poops of all sizes and shapes and consistencies and used all 4 bags. One thing is constant. Camouflage. Yellow ones next to yellow leaves. Brown ones next to pebbles and wet brown mulch etc. I think the pressure in my head and nausea eased a little.
My middle finger on my righ hand steel feels sore and i was massaging it with another finger and thought i felt a bump in there right where it hurts and then i started asking myself. What if they installed a tiny BP transducer on that finger so they know precisely what my BP is. It could be just a tiny metal inclusing that could be explained by my daily activities. The reason he took my BP one more time after he pricked that finger for the A1C test was maybe to calibrate it?
And why do pharmacists that are supposed to give you insulin prescriptions in the name of a doctor do take your blood pressure?
9:53 I started to dry a load of laundry, opened the window because of heat, soon i got sick and my BP went through the roof. Grabbed the garbage, 2 bags for poops (actually i had 2 more in my pockets i forgot) but next to the dumpster there was the guy from E4 (skinny, tall with a long ponytail), wrestling a phone next to a Lime scooter. I went back inside, waited a minute, went back, he left but the scooter was still there and then as i locked the door he showed again.
So i just went in there, threw the garbage and headed for the battle zone. He then left with his scooter. I picked about 10 different poops of all sizes and shapes and consistencies and used all 4 bags. One thing is constant. Camouflage. Yellow ones next to yellow leaves. Brown ones next to pebbles and wet brown mulch etc. I think the pressure in my head and nausea eased a little.
12:45 I went and picked 7 more of them, after i picked them three ours ago. Seing Filipinos all over the place.
12:46 Upstairs Jinsei is working the floor... Ok he left like last night when i posted about him...
12:44 It was not an immitation...
12:44 It was not an immitation...
1:05 PM Wandering what percentage of Filipino catholics are Dominicans but google plays ignorant on this...
1:30 Yeah i know they changed the logo in the meamtine.
1:45
Domenico Colombo, Domenica. 1:57 Fr. Gerard Timoner III, OP
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