This month I see Endo #3 (for visit #2) and my PCP. (Why the caps? I don’t know. I capitalized Endo and then didn’t capitalize PCP. Then I wondered why. I like them both and have been seeing the PCP since 1999. So, went back and did the caps, which is somewhat of a pain but I want to show that my PCP is just as important, if not more, to me as my Endo. Does it matter? No. Do you care? Not if you’re smart but, I’m blithering…)
So – visited the lab last Friday morning.
And got the results today.
The A1c is not sucky but it went up .2. I’m bummed. I know, I know. It’s just a number but while opening the envelope I was doing the silent prayer thing, “Please, please, please – just a drop of a tenth would make me happy.” It’s below 8 and above 6 so it’s not awful, awful, awful – just a little disappointing.
I started using a DexCom on July 2. (The photo is the last 24 hours…) We’re not exactly best friends yet. I’m doing better at waking up if DD (uh, darn dexcom) does its shake, rattle and whatever in the middle of the night but… I don’t trust it. When it’s good, it’s very, very good. But when it’s bad, it’s really rotten. Am I the ONLY one whose A1c went up after starting a CGMS? Please tell me no.
So – it’s fall, you know – new beginnings and all that, and I’ll see what I can do to keep the stupid bg’s in line for the next 3 months.
It should also help once we stop eating the yummy, simply delicious corn on the cob from the farm down the road! And yeah, get back on the gasp! treadmill.