Yesterday Maria was gone and she took the housekeeper with her and the handyman had called in sick. I was alone.
The first indication of problems I was in the bathroom in the garage when I got so dizzy and short of breath, I thought I was going to pass out. Although I got very close to passing out, I didn't and the episode pasted. An hour later I was in the kitchen, looking for something cold to drink, when the next episode happened. I grabbed the kitchen island and hung on, waiting for it to pass, but it didn't it got worse. I turned around and grabbed the back of a dining room chair and dropped to my knees, knowing that the cement floor was coming up pretty fast. The next thing I know I was laying face down on the tile. I don't know how long I was out but when I came to I was face down on the cement floor, looking at the bottom of my fridge. I don't know how long I was out but when I come to I was hurting.
When Maria got home I told her what had happened and she said I had a small bump between my left eye and my left temple. No biggie. It didn't hurt very much. Today I don't look very good.
Made an appointment to see the cardiologist as soon as possible, which won't happen until noon on Monday. Today about noon I had that feeling come over me again and I had Maria fetch my blood pressure cup. It turns out that it appears the problem is caused by low blood pressure. I do not know what I have to do to get my blood pressure to come back up when I get hit with one of these episodes. I guess I just need somebody to hold my hand while this old 77 year old body reboots.
