Went to the doc today because I've been putting it off for years again. All because of my "white coat syndrome". Naturally, I was about ready to jump clean out of my skin while they were taking my blood pressure. I was so worked up, my arteries could've power washed concrete. I'd hoped I'd finally gotten past that, but I guess not. I'm not exactly sure why I have that reaction.
I've been told I had some rather bad experiences at doctors as a little kid. Apparently, my folks once brought me to see an ER doctor during an emergency. The guy was drunk, and came at me with a needle, before my dad got ahold of him. Maybe that's what did it? I don't know. But it sure was embarrassing being there for a blood pressure appointment today and having a panic attack that almost sent me into orbit. Hell of a thing for a full grown man to have to deal with. And it made my BP look even worse than it is. I see these people from the clinic all the time where I work, and now they know I freak out at the doctors office and have HBP. I feel ashamed, and embarrassed.