Oh dear, oh dear, I was in a bad mood yesterday morning. Apologies for the very abrupt reply to a number of lovely comments. I was quite upset and was throwing a bit of a wobbly! :-)
The reason is that the twelve hour blood pressure monitor results were not wonderful which was, in itself, a disappointment, but the nurse at the surgery hinted that it might be enough to stop the operation on Tuesday. I won't say what it was but it was higher than it ought to be. So I came home and very childishly sulked!
I don't know what else to do really - I've taken the meds faithfully and I've lost loads of weight. I don't have a lot of salt in my diet and, as you know, portions are small and balanced. I have an appt with my GP but not until 10th May, the first date they could find!
I may be troubling trouble, of course. The op may go ahead but I won't know that until I 'meet the anaesthetist' on Monday afternoon. Ho hum.
I have to be reasonable - if it's not safe to operate, then it is better not to have the op. I will have more time HAVING to eat carefully and sensibly. The liver shrinking regime seems to have minimised the discomfort most of the time so, although it can ache, it isn't a fully blown gallstone pain (thankfully), so it could be a lot worse.
I will Google about how to lower blood pressure and see if there are any sensible strategies out there that I can put into place - I need to do that anyway, regardless of what happens or doesn't happen next week.
Thanks for listening, folks. Back to normal tomorrow!