Liver function is absolutely normal, in spite of, or perhaps because of, my fondness for grape juice of the red, fermented variety. My kidneys are models of kidneyness. My cholesterol is lower than I have any right to expect, being a rampant carnivore who would rather die than eat insipid vegetable matter that Nature intended for rabbits. The squiggles on my ECG printout are, while meaningless to me, most satisfactory to my doctor. This time last week it was 230 over 130.
Chronic hypertension runs in the family.
Thanks to the medication that I was immediately prescribed, my reading has fallen since last Monday, but thus far only marginally. I didn't do either of the latter, in the event, since I find such things - well, dead boring. I am going for another check this afternoon. My doctor told me not to come here today, before he's given me the green light. Besides, a good death rattle could do wonders for the ratings.