The Unbearable Likeness of Peeing

I turn 60 this week, so naturally I’m concerned about my health. Good resting heart rate of 60, though I took it just now and it was 72, but I was holding my breath for half of it to try to get it lower when I saw at about 30 seconds that it would hit above 60. I believe the stress of trying to lower my heart rate caused it to be higher. Anyway, the last time I was at the doctor to have a pre-cancerous spot on my forehead checked out, my resting heart rate was 60. Blood pressure was also good, 114 over 74. I think that’s good. Is that good? The nurse didn’t seem concerned, so I figured I was good.

Looking at the numbers from my last physical, my glucose was high, but I think I’d had a bowl of Trader Joe’s Frosted Flakes that morning, cause I forgot I was supposed to be fasting, though I still told them I was. I figured it couldn't get into my bloodstream as fast as it apparently did. And I rarely have the Frosted Flakes. I usually have the Shredded Wheat or just some toast, or maybe a smoothie with almond milk, frozen bananas, half a bag of raw baby spinach, and a couple of raw eggs. That’s probably the healthiest I ever get for breakfast. And two cups of coffee. Which makes me very regular. Almost have to actually be on the toilet when I drink my coffee, it acts as such an accelerated laxative. I daren’t wander too far from the porcelain.