Good evening everybody. I hope this evening finds you all in good spirits, for those suffering, afraid, or in pain, please know I'm praying for you. And that by simply living you are pushing back. Now, I owe everybody here an apology, I've not been as active as I want to be, I've not been leaving comments as I should. For that I'm humble sorry and I ask your forgiveness.
Now the reason behind this is a simple lack of spoons. About two weeks ago, I went to the E.R, well I woke up one morning, and light headed, dizzy, and my body felt like it was on fire. I was shaking took, I also had shortness of breath. So I decided to haul myself to the local Hospital, I thought I might have caught the flu or something. Well they checked me in, and then pushed me into a small room. The same room, I always seem to find myself in when I go to the local ER. I'm not joking, I've been in the same room four times, once when I was six, once when I was twelve, once at twenty one, and now once at thirty five. Joys of small ER I suppose.
Anyway they forgot about me, but they did test me, thankfully all the test came back negative.. finally they drew blood. Turns out I had Type 2 diabetes and my blood sugar had been out of control for three months or more. So that sent me into a tailspin.Joking aside, I know it runs in the family, but I thought I'd dodged that bullet.
I try to eat balanced diets, I've been cutting back on sodas, I cut off coffee completely out of diet, and I seemed to have been managing my health fairly well. Anyway, I'm doing my best to get my blood sugar under control, I've cut out soda, I've been drinking nothing but water, I've cut out fried foods, I go to bed hungry and I wake up hungry. I've been checking my blood sugar and taking my medications. And , well, that has been using up a lot of my spoons.
So please, bare with me, I promise I'll get back to commenting, I just can't seem to finish one story in one setting. I just drift asleep. But I promise as my old strength returns to me, as I stride to gain masterly over this, I promise you that I will get back to showing how much every one of you wonderful ladies means to me and how much this wonderful community means to me.
All that I humbly ask for is your understanding.
Thank you.
Comments
Spoons. It had to be spoons!
Rebecca, I am so sorry to hear your news. Such a huge adjustment for you. You have nothing to apologize for! Now, please take care of yourself. You are in my prayers.
— Emma
take care of yourself hon.
comments can wait. huggles
Type II can sneak up on you.
My dad had it but managed to get it under control. A few years ago, my A1c jumped up to 6.9. My doctor told me that if it went over 7 that she'd have to put me on meds for it. I took the bull by the horns and cut added sugar out of my diet. It's amazing to me just how sweet things like Special K are when you quit putting sugar on everything else. I also cut way back on the carbs in my diet as well as take a close look at just much (or is that how little) I really needed to satisfy my hunger. Portion size is a biggie.
I spent 10 year on my mid-twenties to early-thirties working in a precast concrete shop. It was like spending eight hours a day in the gym. Back in those days I could lose ten pound in a week by cutting out seconds at dinner.
The residual down side is that I didn't modify my eating habits when I got out of the business and started working a more sedentary job. My weight went from a lean 180 (the extra weight being above the waist) to a very rotund 290.
With the program outlined above, I'm down to 220 and my A1c has bounces around between 6.0 and 6.3. I keep thinking I should be able to get it down to 5.7 or lower like it was back in the day. But alas, I 80 (on March1st) I just don't have the drive to get enough excersize to drop the 40 or so to get me down to my ideal weight.
My wife, on the other hand, has full-blown Type II and needs meds to get her A1c below 7.0 She need hip surgery this summer and the surgeon says she can't let it slip, because he won't do the surgery if it gets out of control.
But I understand about spoons. It doesn't take much to throw me of my stride where all I can find interest in doing is something mindless.
Hugs
Patricia
Happiness is being all dressed up and HAVING some place to go.
Semper in femineo gerunt
Ich bin eine Mann
Take good care
Take good care of yourself, Sunflowerchan, first and foremost! No need for apologies!!
Glad it's been figured out, and with time / effort you and your doctor should be able to find the right balance of medication and diet. <3
Regular bloodwork
I am sorry you are going through this.
However, this perfectly highlights why annual bloodwork is so important.
I mean, I hate needles and the blood draw process due to some incompetent blood drawer who fucked up my blood draw (it took me over a week to heal from his botch up.)
Anyway, despite that, I do it anyway, so please ladies/gentlemen and everything inbetween, an annual exam with your doctor that includes blood draws is well worth it for the security.