Said to Hell with it and had a beer or two

OK so last night I said to Hell with it and went Hot Tubbing and had a beer or 2, man did that ever feel good, and I didn't even care if it messed with my meds I'm on or my blood pressure or anything else. As a matter of fact i didn't even take my meds last night and surprise I'm still here. I am so tired of walking the line I felt I needed to live a little dangerously, or just plain live a little. I didn't have to deal with Hubby last night because he went bear hunting or Bare hunting or something like that. I'm sure he would have had a fit that I came in at 2 AM. OH Good Grief who cares, I'm a big grown up girl now.I need to call my doctor today before I head off to work and explain the situation with my elevated heart rate one more time and see if he can come up with any words of wisdom or even a new game plan. I know my doctor has a Gazillion other patients he must see but for crying out loud do I need to explain my medical condition everytime I talk to him or his nurse? (OOPS there I go venting again, sorry). Anyway all is well in this household as far as I know. Ya'll take care and keep on keeping on. Hugs Ferr