Always happens without fail in a clinical situation.
I've don't recall having the 'double pump experience' with a manual that you describe, mainly because I've successfully avoided having it checked in clinical settings recently.
I tried the desensitising thing at the pharmacy a few years ago. We tend not to have the kind of automated sit in booth type things that are commonplace in just about every pharmacy in the US and Canada. Over here you can ask in the pharmacy and they'll take you into a consultation room and check your pressure, invariably with an automatic machine. Some of them will just check it and tell you what it is and whether you should see your GP but others will give you a form asking everything from name, address, DOB, shoe size to how many times a week you eat oily fish. It became a pain in the ass, just check my pressure and I'll be off, thanks!
It certainly didn't work for me either. I'd be sitting there trying to breathe calmly and would feel quite chilled, then the cuff would get strapped on and I'd feel the kick of adrenaline and the increased thudding in my chest, closely followed by the 'double pump of dread' and a note to take to my GP.
At home, taking my blood pressure, first measurement especially, my blood pressure is elevated from normal. Never quiet like it is at pharmacy or other retail location though. With successive BP determinations, my SBP and DBP continue to drop. As does HR.
Exactly the same for me.
All of the avoidance above might sound like I'm negligent of my health...I don't think I am. My readings at home are pretty much normal except when I'm playing. I also get regular eye checks so I figure if my BP was permanently high it would show on ophthalmoscopy. Obviously that would only be evident after damage has occurred but I'm content that I'm seen regularly enough and by someone very competent with an ophthalmoscope that any change would be noted.
Such a pain in the ass, this White Coat Syndrome.
I couldn’t agree more. A case in point was earlier in the year when I broke my leg. I got referred to orthopaedics and while I was waiting for the doc to call me another patient came out of one of the consultation rooms with a doctor who said, "If you could go in there the nurses will check your blood pressure and ask you a few questions." Evidently she needed surgery for whatever injury she had so this was obviously a kind of pre-op check. The door to the room she was directed to was open when I arrived and I'd seen the BP monitor on the stand. There was also a printed A4 sheet of paper on the wall beside the monitor. It said something along the lines of "Any BPs greater than 160/100 to be referred to….”, I couldn’t make out the rest. Thing was, the door was left open when she was in! They sit her down, cuff on, pressure checked, all pretty much in front of the four or five of us in the waiting room. Normally that sort of scene would be manna from heaven for me but all I could think was, “FUUUUCK!!!! That’s gonna be me sitting there shortly….they’ll check my BP in front of the whole waiting room….it would be high even without the audience so no doubt it’ll be sky high…they’ll refer me back to my GP to get it under control before they even consider surgery….”. So many rabbits running in my head.
Thankfully when I got called to see the doc he said that the fracture I had would heal naturally in 99.9% of cases so, all being well, no surgery for pins or plates would be needed. I was free to go and enjoy the unseasonably warm sunshine. Stupid as it sounds, I was just relieved they wouldn’t be checking my BP.
Over the years I’ve even considered stuff like hypnotherapy to de-program me from this reaction but have never followed it up. I think that’s mainly because on the other side of the coin it’s such an enmeshed part of my sexual side that I’m worried I’d lose my mojo. It’s a bit of a Gordian Knot that I haven’t found the frayed loophole for.