I like alcohol, eat all the wrong food;
hypertension is driving my blood,
but I know these bananas are doing me good.
Not inculcated, in my childhood:
that eating bananas was doing me good.
I never ate them; never understood.
Doctors don’t tell you; I think they should,
for these bananas are doing me good.
It’s all the potassium, purging the blood.
Internet info, a veritable flood;
I digest what I read, as cows chew the cud.
I know these bananas are doing me good.
A simple poem of praise for the humble banana. Followers of this blog may remember that, a few weeks ago, I was having problems with high blood pressure, or “hypertension”. My doctor had prescribed pills that did not agree with me, and – whether coincidentally or not – I had the rather alarming episode I described in the poem “Curtain of Blood”. In rebellion against the medication prescribed by the doctor, I took to the Internet, in search of alternative cures. Bananas seemed to be a possible option. Apparently, a recent experiment had shown that people eating two bananas a day had experienced a 10% fall in blood pressure after only two weeks. My blood pressure was averaging around 160/92. If, by simply eating two bananas a day, I could lower it by 10%, it would be reduced to just over 140/90 – the “healthy” target range I was aiming at. I thought it was worth a try.
Two weeks later, after sticking to the regime of two bananas a day, I found – to my astonishment – that my blood pressure was now registering 131/83! For the first time in living memory, I was actually averaging healthy scores under 140/90! Admittedly, when I felt as if I was suffering from a surfeit of bananas, and reduced the daily intake to one banana a day, the blood pressure started to rise again. I now hope I have reached a compromise solution – two small bananas a day – that seems to be just as effective, and slightly less onerous.