My doctor did not sugar coat this NEW news. In one fell swoop, she pulled out my sweet tooth, telling me I’m DIABETIC, sucking all the joy right out of my life. “A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.” How would I cope? A million things came to mind. None of them good. No more French Crèmes at Christmas or Jellybeans at Easter. I couldn’t bear the thought of giving up my Licorice Allsorts and Junior Mints at Halloween. No more Milk Duds at the movies. No bread, rice, pasta, corn, pizza. No baked potato with a steak. Forget lemonade, smoothies, and ice cream cones. And my beloved Chai Tea made of all that sweet goodness, dead to me. These things all convert to glucose immediately. I’m in hell. Why is this happening to me? Why can some folks eat what they want without this problem??? I’m cursed. Don’t even talk to me about food exchanges. I did not understand them when my BFF did Weight Watchers. I do not understand them now. For the time being, I am NOT going to throw everything out of my refrigerator and cupboards. I’m just going to eat more sensibly, some of what I want, just LESS of it. That along with taking the meds, my doc prescribed. The first night of meds did not go well. I woke up drenched in sweat, with my head feeling like someone drove a ten inch spike in the middle of it. My stomach hurt. I was nauseous. Room was spinning. Diarrhea was endless. All normal side effects, I was told. I made up my mind, right then and there, I was going to take LESS of it and get those numbers down with diet. I have struggled with this lifestyle change since the end of June when this was diagnosed. Besides, the obvious dietary issues, and the medication woes… I am sick and tired of poking my fingers to take blood so I can see what my GLUCOSE NUMBER is. It hurts. My poor fingertips are dried and cracked, they feel like pin cushions. I’ve tried a million different lotions. Nothing helps. I guess it really doesn’t matter because I have to wipe the fingers clean with rubbing alcohol, so they don’t cause a chemical reaction with the test strips, giving me a bad reading. So why bother to soothe my hands with anything special? Just a waste of time and money. As for the TEST monitors, don’t even get me started. This is not an exact science, people. According to the FDA, there can be a 20% leeway in their accuracy. That means the numbers could be off by as much as 40 points. That’s NOT fair when I’m being deprived of life’s simple pleasures BECAUSE of those NUMBERS. The doctor handed me my MONITORING kit. It was free. Imagine that? Pardon me for being cynical. Does she get a kickback from the company for using that particular one??? Seemed to me, the numbers were running very high everytime I tested with it. It was frustrating. So my hubby and I decided to experiment a little. We checked Consumers Report and bought a second kit at our expense. The money these companies make is in the test strips. They’re expensive. Upwards of $120 for a pack of 100. And if you’re testing 2-3 times a day, they go fast. My insurance covered most of the cost of them, and the lancets that went with the monitor the doc gave me. But they will not pay for this NEW one. So be it. I want a comparison. When I used both, we discovered the numbers between the two monitors are all over the place. Nothing consistent. Always a discrepancy, never the same. High. Low. It doesn’t matter. So how can I trust which numbers are correct? I assume next time I go to the hospital for blood-work I can test myself when they’re done? And see which one of my machines comes closest to theirs. I have also noticed the readings in one of my hands is always higher than the other when I test. I wonder why? I have NEUROPATHY in my left leg, from the hip to the knee. In my right arm, from the shoulder, to the elbow. And, in both my hands. My hands are really bad. The numbness, coldness and tingly feeling is just horrible. I’m told the damage is done and this can not be reversed. Perhaps this nerve damage is why the numbers vary so much. On the other hand, my vision is blurry, supposedly from the sugar poisoning my body, so maybe I’m not seeing clearly enough to read the numbers? I find out if I also have RETINOPATHY in the next couple weeks when I go to my ophthalmologist. I keep telling myself I can do this. Get my health back on track. DEAL with it head on. Turn things around. But the truth is DIABETES is only one of the issues plaguing me. I have the meniscus tears, the Baker’s cysts. The high blood pressure. Cholesterol. Sinuses continually draining. Abnormal thickening of my lungs. I’m coughing up phlegm, sometimes tinged with blood every morning and night. Food gets stuck when swallowing. TOO much information, I know. There is NO end in sight to this madness. INQUIRING minds in BLOGGER wanted to know what was happening to me. So I've given you the scoop, HOT off the presses. Suffice to say, I’m overwhelmed. But I do not intend to write about it... anymore, unless the news is GOOD. So let's change the subject, next time.
NO more DOOM and GLOOM.
NO more DOOM and GLOOM.
“All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest.”
“O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad!”