A very merry unbirthday to me
On February 24th 2000 I quit smoking. I quit after 40 years of almost uninterrupted smoke. So yesterday was a very merry unbirthday to me.
I haven't smoked like 65,000 cigarettes in the last 9 years. I didn't throw at least 15,000 euros into smoke... so for me it's always a very merry unbirthday to me.
But today I'm a little depressed. I went to donate blood and I couldn't do it. My blood pressure was too high. Nothing impressive but high enough to exceed the allowed limit. The beauty is that my blood pressure never reaches certain levels (yes, of course: with the help of medicine and running). It reaches certain numbers only on the day of the donation, when a doctor or nurse measures it.
When the sports doctor measures my blood pressure before doing the electrocardiogram under stress, my pressure is perfect! So I realized that the only risk factor for my blood pressure is when I go to donate blood.
Another depressing thing: I finished watching the backlog of Star Trek Discovery and now I have to wait for a new episode a week! I've finished watching all the 18 (short) cartoons of Love, Death + Robots. They are not real cartoons, they are true animated graphic novels. Some of the episodes are really very beautiful.
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