Blood Pressure Companion App Novels & Stories

I responded. The doctor looked like she was going to argue but seeing my face, she cut her argument short. She took Alexa’s vitals and paused as she looked at her blood pressure. “Your blood pressure is unusually high. Are you experiencing a headache or any other discomfort?” the doctor asked Alexa.

His skin was papery and cool and the hand beneath mine felt like something that had once been very strong and was now conserving what remained of it. "Stay with me," I said quietly. His chest rose. Fell. Rose again. “Good enough.” The attendant reappeared with the red case and I had it open before she finished explaining what was inside. A blood pressure cuff — perfect. Exactly what i was looking for. I wrapped it around his arm and squeezed the bulb. Eighty over fifty. I exhaled slowly through my nose. I had learned this years ago while on a first aid training program. And now I was using it for a stranger on a plane at thirty thousand feet whose name I didn't know and whose pulse I was cur

Barrett’s POV The wedding binder on my lap weighs at least twelve pounds, but it feels lighter than the stress sitting in my chest. My nurse, Becky, left the mansion not even an hour ago after doing my routine check, and she gave me that pointed look she has perfected over two decades. “Your blood pressure is creeping up again,” she warned. “Cut back on stress. No more unnecessary trips to the office. And definitely less coffee.” Less coffee. As if she had asked me to stop breathing.

The doctor did a checkup on Angela. “Your Blood pressure is higher than usual, are you doing any stressful activities? Please stop them, perhaps you’re overthinking, which is making your blood pressure spike up.” The doctor said. Trenton squinted his eyes at Angela like he could see through her. Angela bowed her head in shame, anger and frustration. “Doctor, there must be a medicine to control her blood pressure right?” Trenton said. “Yes of course, but the medicine isn’t magic, the mother needs to desist from stress.” The doctor said. He prescribed some drugs for Trenton and he took Angela to the pharmacy with him. There was silence between them. He got the drugs and they headed to the car.

When the board of directors turned against each other, Helena was afraid, and some senior shareholders were wary. "Now the high blood pressure is 160, and the low blood pressure is 110," the private doctor said. "No, it's still high. Hurry up and lower my mom's blood pressure," Dawson frowned. "Alright, Mr. Mercer, please don't worry. After all, Mrs. Mercer just took her blood pressure medication not long ago. Let's observe and see." After comforting his mother for a while, Dawson walked out of the Mercer's mansion and habitually entered the greenhouse at the back.

"Monitor for symptoms. Make sure you're eating properly and resting. Dr. Chen has my number." I wanted to refuse. But my blood pressure had spiked to 150/100 that morning, and I'd been too dizzy to drive myself to the pharmacy for my new medication. Pride was a luxury I couldn't afford anymore. Julian left after Margaret was settled, but he called that evening. "How was your blood pressure?" No greeting, just straight to the point. "One-forty-five over ninety-eight. Better than this morning." "Did you eat?" "Margaret made soup."

He paused and he read it for a bit. “Barb, it looks like everything is on track. The only thing that's a little off is your blood pressure. It looks a little high. Are you stressed? Are you eating well?” “I’m not stressed and I had breakfast before I came.” She said as she stared at Gordon.

Brian said as he picked up a pen and paper and wrote our emails down. “My baby girl has to rest.” He added and I smiled gently. “Ok i will give you some drugs, some vitamins and supplements for now, your blood pressure seems to be a little higher than it should be.” Doctor tells Brian and i. “What's wrong honey?” Brain faces me and asks me. “Are there things bothering you that I don't know about?” He added. “No honey, I think I have just been a little stressed these days.” I said and forced a smile.

She said and I felt my shoulder tense immediately. In a robot-like manner, I stood up and went back to the changing room to change back into my clothes. I went back to Stella’s office and wiped my sweaty palm off my jeans. “Tell me,” I demanded after taking my seatback. “Your blood pressure is a bit higher than normal and it could be due to a wide number of things but you are not overweight so that is out of the question. It might be due to stress or emotional distress or because you are carrying more than one child. My advice is to take it easy on yourself and try to engage in more physical activities, nothing too engaging, maybe a walk.” She said and I nodded eagerly to show her that I was

“It’s the latest model. It can monitor heart rate, blood pressure, oxygen level and body activity for twenty-four hours straight. All data is stored automatically on the clinic’s server and can be accessed via a mobile app.” Roland examined the watch, his eyes glinting with mild interest. “Remarkable technology.” Pippa nodded. “That's right, sir. If you allow it, I can also connect the device to Miss Estelle’s phone. That way, she’ll receive real-time notifications should anything unusual happen. Think of it as a precautionary measure—just in case, of course.” Roland gave a faint, amused scoff and glanced at Estelle teasingly. “You’re the one who suggested this, aren’t you?’