My heart (BG) was flyin’ up like a rocket ship
Down like a roller coaster
Back like a loop-the-loop
And around like a merry-go-round
Umm, I still have this record in a box somewhere.
It’s not been fun. I come home from work, test, and it’s high. Same scenario next day and it’s low. Most mornings recently I’ve been higher in the morning than I would like. After a couple of days, I say to myself, “enough!” and I’m going to call my PCP the next day. On that morning I wake up to 78.
Then I read my long, long list of blogs and it seems like I’m not the only one – and so, that helps.
I’m only on basal insulin (and pills) and I think I’ll discuss this with the PCP at my next appointment.
Legally, medically, whatever!, I’m still listed as a type 2, even though the PCP and the endo think otherwise. As far as supplies go, it hasn’t made a difference, so I guess right now it doesn’t matter. I get as many strips as they order every three months. The hugest hurdle was applying for Long Term Care Insurance 3 years ago. We were able to get the policy and the insurance rep told us it was due to the fact that I was listed as a 2, not a 1. (Avis…we’re number 2, we try harder…) My dad’s last 4 years in a nursing home were an eye opening experience as far as costs – jeez!
Anyway – that’s my gripe for now. If you’re not familiar with the song – and most of you are too young to remember it – here it is.
Oh – and the daffodils have bloomed!!! Yay!!!