The echo went quickly and Misterguy didn't run around pushing and grabbing and opening things because he was too busy eating Skittles, one by one, saying "yummy" once in awhile.
I've evidently hit a plateau pressure-wise. The tech said it looks about the same as it did almost a year ago. From what doctors have said to me up to this point, I assume everyone (but me) will settle for a pressure between 50 and 60mmHg.
The American Heart Association phrases PH like this: The blood vessels that supply the lungs constrict and their walls thicken, so they can't carry as much blood. As in a kinked garden hose, pressure builds up [in the pulmonary arteries] and backs up. The heart works harder, trying to force the blood through. If the pressure is high enough, eventually the heart can't keep up, and less blood can circulate through the lungs to pick up oxygen. Patients then become tired, dizzy and short of breath. and lethargic [lazy] and frustrated [bitchy]
Normal pressure in the pulmonary arteries is 25 mmHg. So yeah, I don't want to settle for 55 right now. Maybe I'm just obsessing over numbers and not being thankful enough for my quality-of-life status - we'll see what the doctors have to say on the 15th.

By the way, I did finally finish T's kuspuk, and one for her doll too :)
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