Lucky me!

Had an endo appointment today.

I was sure the A1c was going to be the worst ever.

I was sure she’d look at me like I had two heads when she examined my Dexcom and Ping Pump graphs.

As I sat with her- looking at the graphs – the assistant came in with the magic piece of paper, handed it to my doctor who then laughed as she handed it to me.

I felt it was going to be my HIGHEST ever. It wasn’t. I don’t do numbers here but I’m fine. The number was better than usual. I guess I’m not killing myself with Diabetes.

We went over some strategies. We changed two basals. We changed an I-C ratio.

And – I got my flu shot. As an “over 65” person, I get the high test shot.

The Dexcom Clarity thing now goes to them automatically once I sign up. She asked me to use it regularly and just email her if I need some help.

I got in the car – heading north on the interstate and feeling so very lucky to have a physician who gives a rat’s ass about me. Called Moffett who made appropriate “Yippee” responses. The radio was on – The Four Tops-I Can’t Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch) (released in 1965) – and I giggled.

I’m not a perfect Diabetic – but with the help of d-friends, I can do this.

PS – Thanks Kim Hislop for meeting me for lunch. We’ll have to do that more regularly.2016-10-18

PPS – Charli – Yes, you may ask, “Who are the Four Tops?”

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Medicare, I did it…

In April I will be 65 years old. Holy sh**! Really?

Anyway, I signed up for Medicare this week. It was easy. It was kind of fascinating to see my “earnings” report. Not that I earned much. I was a teacher – Special Education. Then I was a substitute teacher for years while our sons were in school. Then a volunteer thing at the church turned into a job. Moved here to NH and I’m a parish secretary. Being a parish secretary is truly the last thing I ever thought I’d do. To be honest, I never thought of that when it came to, “What I’m going to be when I grow up.”

I won’t be activating the Medicare thing right away as I plan/hope to continue working for awhile. Why? Well, that would be because I have health insurance. I like my Dexcom. I really like my Dexcom. Medicare won’t pay for Dexcoms. (I would give up my pump to keep Dexcom.)

My huge fear – driving without Dexcom. I don’t have a whole lot of lows. And for the most part, I can tell when I’m low. But – driving down/up the interstate? If I’m on the interstate, it usually means I’ve been to a mall or a doctor’s appointment (or lunch with Shannon Lewis!). Malls ( and Targets) create lows for me.  If I’m driving, I sometimes don’t feel the lows. I have Dexcom sitting right on the console. I keep an eye on it. And yes, I’ve pulled off the road to test and treat when needed when I’m by myself. (Juice kept in the car during 3 seasons – Skittles in the winter. I’ve learned I can’t drink a frozen juice box…!)  If my husband and I are together, we stop and switch drivers.

And a night time low? Those are terrible. And scary. If I needed an ambulance in the winter, it might not happen. During the winter, if it’s snowing, they wouldn’t even be able to get an ambulance up our road. I have asked what would happen. They would have to walk up with a sled thing if needed. It could take awhile. I might send Medicare a photo of my snowy road.

I’m extremely fortunate, really! I like my job. I like the people I work with each day. I like the parishioners. I like my 5 minute commute. So – working more? It’s okay. It’s actually very good. (I’m trying so hard to NOT say, “It’s a good thing.”)
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PS – Thanks to Kim Vlasnik, I can even insert the Dexcom in my arm, by myself. And this past week – I got one into my right arm using my left hand (I’m right handed). (Yay me!!!) I didn’t think I could do it. But – I can do this.

PPS – We’re going to the Diabetes UnConference in March. I’m hoping there will be no snow in LasVegas while we’re there.