It’s bike week up here in NH – and the weather is lousy. I don’t ride a motorcycle, I have no interest in riding a motorcycle. But, our tourist area depends on the tourists and it helps to have lovely, sunny weather. (Or snow in the winter)
After speaking with the new CDE this week, I’ve stopped taking Metformin. I’ve been taking it for a couple of years along with other T2 meds (none now) as that’s how they were treating me. (It’s been a frustrating 4 years.) After requesting the GAD test, and being pronounced as T1, I asked if I should be taking it. I stopped two nights ago and the BG’s have been unreal, very high and very ridiculous. So I guess the Metformin was helping but I’d just as soon not take it. The other strange thing is that I really haven’t felt that high – no lethargy, no napping.
I’m guessing I need to up my I:C numbers so will play with that this weekend. This LADA stuff has been a long learning experience. I have to admit though that when I start to feel sorry for myself I think about those of you who were diagnosed as children and dropped right into “everything diabetes.”
The sun did shine the other day. I didn’t have to wear a sweater, so I wandered through the yard taking pictures.
Pansies in a barrel