Four and a half days after I stopped taking medicine for high blood pressure, my evening BP is 108/75. If my doctor isn't happy with that, he can just go fellate himself.
And Boo kitty just jumped up on my lap for the first time, rather than putting his front paws on my lap and meowing to be picked up. Silly boy. He can jump way higher than that, but for some reason he's been scared to. The frightened feral that was hiding behind the dryer a few months ago is now a big ole lap cat.
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