A couple of weeks ago I blogged about reaching my A1c goal. YAY! Since then I have been trying to make sure I keep that goal and hopefully go lower. It sounds doable, right? Maybe if my blood sugar fasting weren’t going into the 200’s. I thought it might be because of my late night rendezvous with cookies. Hoping this would fix the problem I stopped. Alright so I didn’t completely stop. I can’t help it they call my name and I have to go see what they want. Right?
Last night I slept all the way through. So no cookie conversation last night. I woke up this morning and checked my blood sugar. To my surprise my fasting was 298. Wait! What? Well darn shoot! That doesn’t prove my theory of the cookies being to blame. Now I’m thinking that I need to adjust my Lantus. AGAIN!
Let me just say that diabetes is the hardest and most complicated job that I’ve ever had, that I can never leave and unfortunately can not give away. Guess what diabetes? I’m prepared to kickbox because I’m not giving up. Sometimes you have me against the ropes, you may even score but you will never ever win! The gloves are off and the steel toe boots are on. Let’s go!
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Joslin Diabetes Center has designated the month of November as the Annual Jeans for Joslin event in honor of World Diabetes Day, November 14th. The program is very simple. Once your company or school agrees to participate each employee or student can donate $5 or more to the High Hopes Fund. Then pick a day or a week between November 1-29 to wear your jeans.
To confirm your participation contact Michelle Coletta at 617-264-2777. I will be working with my employer and my son’s school for participation. Will you?
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- Cholesterol
- Blood pressure
- Diabetes
- Balance assessment
- Bone density
- Body Mass Index
- Chair massage
- And more
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I intend to stay healthy and well in mind, body and spirit.
I intend to do more than just survive.
I intend to live EVERYDAY of my life!
What’s your Intention?
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Yesterday I was off work because of the Federal Holiday Columbus Day. I work for a bank what can I say. We get some weird holidays off. I kind of wish they would trade that day for the day after Thanksgiving but let’s not go there. Anyway, my fiance had to work yesterday. Shortly after he left I received one of the scariest calls you can get. I answered the phone, “Hello”. “Baby I’ve been in an accident” he said. “Are you alright?” “No I’m hurt. The ambulance is on their way” he said. “Ok where are you?” “75th and Stateline” he said “Ok I’m on my way” and things turned upside down after that.
My mind racing I rushed around to get the kids up. Which consisted of them throwing on their pants and coats. I ran around and grabbed what I thought would cover my body, tennis shoes, coat and out the door we went. Now mind you I did not brush my teeth, wash my face, comb my hair (I did put it back in a semi pony tail) or any of that. Who has time for hygiene at a time like that? I sure don’t.
Back to the story.
I dropped the kids off at my mother’s house. Thank God they stay so close. To my surprise my mother was getting dressed so she could go with me. I still almost left her because she was moving at what seemed like a turtle’s pace to me. We finally left and were headed to the hospital when I got a call from the police office on the scene. I had to do something with Thomas car. All I wanted to do was get to the hospital I really didn’t care what happened to his car. I knew I had to deal with it so I told the police officer that I was on my way so I could get it towed.
The police officer told me if I didn’t get there soon she would have to tow it to the city lot, she hung up on me, I called the tow company but they wanted me to pay out-of-pocket then get reimbursed by the insurance company, and triple A wouldn’t tow it because Thomas was not at the scene anymore. 30 minutes later after standing outside in the drizzle the darn car had to go the city tow lot anyway. Argh!
Ok, ok fine! By now I just want to get to my sweetheart and make sure he’s ok. Teh officer had told me that he looked fine but was complaining of neck and back pain. This worried me because he already has a bulging disk in his back. They did x-rays and a couple of other tests. Once the doctors released him we asked for a wheel chair.
First let me say that yes my honey is a big guy. He’s working on losing weight and I am so proud of him. Although he is losing about 5 to 8 lbs a week he is still a big guy. Ok we all know that and love him just the same.
The nurse comes in and tells us that they don’t have a wheel chair to accomodate him. What? You mean to tell me that you have a gift shop the size of a Hallmark store, a Starbucks that’s totally separate from the cafeteria, a full pharmacy and not to mention a museum but you don’t have an oversized wheel chair? Ok so his mom asked for a wheel chair for him to lean on. The nurse brings the wheel chair (that has more than enough room for him to sit in). His mom says “oh yeah he can fit in this” The nurse says “Are you sure?” By now my blood is boiling. The nurse proceeds to try and convince us that he needs to walk out of the hospital and question us about him being able to fit into the wheel chair. My fiance sits in the wheel chair (just fine may I add). Then the nurse says “Well I just didn’t want him to get his feelings hurt by trying and not being able to fit” I couldn’t hold it anymore and said “He is not that big!” By now I’m ready to smack this lady. How freaking rude? Stupid people are everywhere.
Needless to say he is doing ok. He’s in pain but only suffered some bruising. Thank God!
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Yesterday I started thinking about my test results from August. Usually if something is wrong the doctor’s office will call and if not they will mail a post card. Realizing I never got either one I called my doctor and left a voice mail. What I really wanted to know about was my A1c. Earlier this year I made a goal to get my A1c under 7.0 and I wanted to see how close (or far away) I was.
Finally I got the news I had been waiting on. All my blood work came back fine and to my surprise my A1c was 6.8! OMG! My A1c has never been this low and I’ve had diabetes for the last 13 years. I’m totally excited and very motivated to keep it in this range. It feels sooooo good!
I want to especially thank Cherise for pushing me, encouraging me, listening to me complain and just understanding what I am going through. Thanks to everyone else in the Diabetes OC because you cheer me on all the time. I really believe it helped me reach my goal this year. THANKS you guys!
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What I need to do is stop eating in the middle of the night. When I wake up to go to the restroom. I need to go right back to bed. Yeah I hear you brownie and milk calling my name. I simply can not keep talking to you this way. Why you ask. Just take a look at my fasting blood sugar this morning.
So goodbye brownie and milk. No not forever just not at 3 a.m. when we normally meet. Maybe around 7ish after dinner when I can take insulin and not worry about going low while I sleep.
Hello willpower! Where have you been these last couple of months? Vacation you say. That’s nice but I need you now more than ever. You see I’m getting married in less than a year and brownie is trying to tempt me all the time. My appointment with my endo is less than 2 months away and I want to reach my goal. So if you would put in some overtime during the grave yard shift I would appreciate it. Thanks in advance.
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One of my very best friends has an awesome post about my Diabetes Awareness Ribbon campaign and how it ties into World Diabetes Day this year.
Go check it out at Diabetic_Iz_Me
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Sometimes I don’t want to test my blood sugar
Sometimes I don’t want to eat when I’m low
Sometimes I don’t want to go to the doctor
Sometimes I don’t want to take a shot of insulin
Sometimes I don’t want diabetes
Then I think about my children, fiance, parents, brother, cousin, aunts and uncles, not to mention all of my friends in the diabetes OC. I think about how sad everyone would be that I’m gone. How mad everyone would be that I gave up. I think about how many people depend on me, look up to me and look out for me.
POW…Smack…Slam! Take that diabetes because I’m here to stay.
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Fuss (the three year old) woke me up this morning and said “Momma pants”. Looking at the clock, rubbing my eyes, reaching for my glasses, what the??? Does that say 3 a.m. Totally disoriented I shuffle him back to his room. As I close the door he whines again about pants and points to his bottom.
I stumble to the bathroom and yell for him to come in there with me. I check his pants and there is stuff in there looking back at methat I don’t want to see at 3 a.m. Oh man! Alright, Alright! I change his pull up and shuffle him back to bed. Washing my hands and spraying air freshener I mumble to myself that I need to work harder on potty training.
This morning before we walk out the door he starts whining and pointing to his bottom. “What’s wrong” I said. “pants” was his response. Slapping my forehead I think not again. I take a peek and again it’s dirty. Yuck!
So here is my dilemma. He goes when I (or someone else) takes him to the bathroom. He even prefers to go standing up BUT he will not go on his own. I try not to make a big deal about it since he just turned three and I know that it wont help him go if I fuss at him. We always make sure to make a big deal when he does go but how do I get him to go on his own? It’s especially important now since he knows that he doesn’t want a stinky pull up on him. HELP!
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