Blood Pressure Companion App Novels & Stories

He was in need of something that would calm him down and make his blood pressure normal. It was a small pharmacy with stocked up. I walked in and was greeted by a lady in a white coat. Can I help you?she asked. I said to my father, My father just had something really stressful. He is elderly and I fear his blood pressure and heart. Have you something that will keep him calm and healthy? The pharmacist nodded. Does he have any known medical conditions? Any meds hes taking right now? High blood pressure, I answered. He is taking some medicine about it, but I do not know what. And he can not have sugar, it makes everything worse.

My eyes keep rolling back, the room spinning worse. "Breathe," she whispers, her voice trembling. "Just breathe, Hayden. I've got you." I try. My chest feels tight, my heart hammering unevenly. She fumbles for the blood pressure cuff we keep in the cabinet, wrapping it around my arm. The machine beeps after a moment. She gasps. "162 over 98," she whispers, horror in her voice. "Hayden... that's too high. Way too high with your condition." I close my eyes, the ice pack soothing the worst of the throbbing.

Or too much alcohol, yeah. The pharmacist promptly instructed me to put my arm into the available automatic blood pressure meter. I complied. After a while, the sophisticated device produced a piece of paper with numbers and letters that I didn't quite understand the meaning of. I handed the paper to the pharmacist. "Oh. Your blood pressure is high. You should rest more and exercise regularly, and avoid alcohol." Well, blood doesn't lie. Alright, I'll avoid alcohol from now on. "Okay," I replied. While she prepared the medicine for me, I unintentionally thought about Ikaros, and suddenly my heart ached again.

She reclined on the chair, now silently praying to the angels and saints in heaven. "Were you worried? About being late for— Let's see..." Dr. Carlton counted the days on her calendar. "Three weeks now? Nauseous every day?" "Hasn't happened since...last time I was here," Veronica muttered. "Your heart rate's a little above normal, blood sugar within the normal range, CBC looks fine..." Dr. Carlton halted her droning enumeration with a quick 'Hmm'. "Your B.P.'s higher than usual. Normal if you're under stress right now, though."

I had no idea. "None at all." "Mmmm I see, have you felt any symptoms? Fatigue? Blurred vision perhaps?" "No child, none at all. I've been taking my medications regularly." I made jottings of observations as she continued to speak, rising to my feet to take her blood pressure. "Alright Ma'am, I'd like to check your blood pressure now, so if you could just relax okay?" I smile at her, adjusting the sleeves of her dress as I wrapped the arm cuff around her arm, just slightly above her elbow.

But even he, my calm, brilliant brother, was pale. He reached for the medical bag out a cuff. His hands were steady, thank God. Mine weren’t. Mine shook uncontrollably as he wrapped the strap around my arm. The machine whirred. His face changed instantly. “Your BP is too high,” he muttered. “Too damn high.” He placed one hand at the back of my neck, forcing my posture to straighten, while the other pressed gently against the center of my chest, grounding me with firm, controlled pressure.

Iza watched him, her mind screaming for a way out. She looked at the door, then back at him. He was so close she could see the fine lines around his eyes, the evidence of his own sleepless nights. "Your blood pressure is elevated," he noted, frowning at the digital display. "Stress? Or something else?" He reached for a small, handheld ultrasound device—the kind used for checking internal trauma or blood flow in athletes. Iza’s breath hitched. If he used that... if he moved it over her lower abdomen...

Arianna said to her inner self. Doctor Henry soon finished checking Brianna’s blood pressure, “Her blood pressure reads one hundred and sixty over eighty” Doctor Henry said. “Meaning?” Arianna asked. “It simply means her blood pressure is high, not just high but extremely high which might be dangerous,” Doctor Henry said. “Dangerous?!” Arianna exclaimed. “Exactly!, she needs to be admitted as soon as possible,” Doctor Henry remarked.

“Not negotiating. You’re my husband. I need to know you’re safe.” He sighed and sank back onto the couch, letting me guide him gently. I retrieved the home blood pressure monitor from the cabinet, the mechanical beep breaking the tension in the room as I wrapped the cuff around his arm. The reading made my stomach drop. His systolic and diastolic levels were far above normal. His face drained of color, his hands trembling slightly more as I held them. “Damian…” I whispered, panic creeping in. “This isn’t normal. You need a doctor.”

Cole bought me one of those home versions to listen to whenever I want, and I usually listen to it right before I go to bed. “Do you want to hear them at the same time?” “Can I?” She nods and grabs another probe. I lie back as their heartbeats fill the room, sounding in sync. “Two strong, healthy hearts. They’re doing great.” After another minute, she removes the probes and hands me a towel to clean my stomach. “Your blood pressure is normal, protein levels are fine, and you’re still swimming every day?” I nod. “Or chasing Coco around. The dog, not your Coco,” I chuckle as I pull down my shirt.