My foot is feeling better. I am still feeling pain but not nearly as bad. Could I just be getting used to it? I doubt it since the pain was pretty horrendous. But one thing I know for sure, it was not what Bernard thought it was.
I have a referral from a friend on another endo that I am going to check out and see if he is in my network of doctors. I will let you know what happens with that.
Still no word back from the home A1C test but as soon as I get it, I will post both the Labs results and this Home test.
I have not mentioned “O” or “M” in my blog for a while. I see "M" and his family each Sunday at church and we have some chit chat time occasionally. He seems to be doing well. His parents are so involved in his life and his Diabetes that I feel really good about his future.
His mom is so worried each time we talk and I tear up when I see her tears. It breaks my heart because I see what my mother must have felt and mothers of PWD’s everywhere feel when I see her. M is a good kid who for the time being seems to be in pretty good control of his D.
“O” on the other side of the coin has me very worried. I spoke with her mom a while back and she spoke about some very strange habits (IMO) like using Ice Cream as a snack before bed and wondering why O would wake up over 250. I told her that maybe she should check her BG in the middle of the night and try a different snack or something.
She did not seem very receptive but maybe I just read her wrong. All I can do is offer little nuggets of “wisdom” or suggest stuff when I see her. She also told me about using Ice Cream to treat a Hypo (maybe she works for Ben and Jerry) and I suggested Glucose tabs.
Hopefully she will remember some of the suggestions and check them out for herself and O. Then again, a part of me thinks I should just keep my mouth shut about it all. I am not a doctor so what the heck do I know.
My waistline continues to expand for what seems like no reason at all. I eat a lot of things that are very boring and do not have a lot of calories. I exercise and nada. It is driving me nuts. I am obviously not exercising enough nor am I cutting out enough calories. It goes without saying that it is completely depressing. I am just in a funk about it.
The desire to smoke has surfaced. I cannot stop thinking about smoking. I walk into crowds of people smoking hoping someone will offer me one and I can take it without even thinking about it. It has been over 6 months since I quit but I want to start smoking so bad I can hardly stand it.
Each time I look at myself in a mirror I am reminded of the 50 lbs that have been added to my fat ass since I quit. So what is worse, smoking or being severely obese? My BMI puts me in the range of severe obesity now and I figure I am on the fast track to a heart attack.
I know what some of you are thinking, “DON’T START AGAIN!” and I hear myself saying that too but I just figure I can lose some weight and then get on the patch again. Plus I’ve been in an ultra pissy mood lately because of it.
I am sorry guys; I am just not doing well.