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Today was yet another of my quarterly diabetes check ups. My doctor, who seems to get more and more annoyed with each of these visits normally, was almost in a good mood when I showed up. I suspect the fact that his holiday started later that afternoon had something to do with it.
Anywho, we start out with the basics: "Have you had any sugars above 200 in the last three months." "I don't know." "You... don't know." "To be honest, I haven't checked for the last few months, it's been really bad for us and I'm pretty sure my numbers are probably all wonky, sorry."
"Oh-kay. Well, your sugar actually dropped - with minimal effort on your part." That last bit seemed to be uttered through clinched teeth. "And your other numbers are ok. Have you been eating eggs?"
"Oh, yeah. Sorry about that. Breakfast burritos are super tasty. But I did eventually remember that whole No eggs thing and we stopped getting those a month or so ago."
"So, ok. Fine. Eggs." Here he scribbled some notes to himself. "Exercise?"
"No. I ordered a DVD though. Should be here next month. I might do that."
"Next month." More scribbling. My husband thinks I'm going to end up giving this guy an aneurysm some day. You can tell he very much wants to lecture me, but he can't because the numbers are either falling or stabilizing and the only ones that he wants to put me on pills for he can't for other reasons.
Almost worth having to get blood drawn four times a year just to see his face - although sometimes he does get back at me by calling my GP and reminding her that I need to have one of those "woman's wellness" exams.
Anywho, we start out with the basics: "Have you had any sugars above 200 in the last three months." "I don't know." "You... don't know." "To be honest, I haven't checked for the last few months, it's been really bad for us and I'm pretty sure my numbers are probably all wonky, sorry."
"Oh-kay. Well, your sugar actually dropped - with minimal effort on your part." That last bit seemed to be uttered through clinched teeth. "And your other numbers are ok. Have you been eating eggs?"
"Oh, yeah. Sorry about that. Breakfast burritos are super tasty. But I did eventually remember that whole No eggs thing and we stopped getting those a month or so ago."
"So, ok. Fine. Eggs." Here he scribbled some notes to himself. "Exercise?"
"No. I ordered a DVD though. Should be here next month. I might do that."
"Next month." More scribbling. My husband thinks I'm going to end up giving this guy an aneurysm some day. You can tell he very much wants to lecture me, but he can't because the numbers are either falling or stabilizing and the only ones that he wants to put me on pills for he can't for other reasons.
Almost worth having to get blood drawn four times a year just to see his face - although sometimes he does get back at me by calling my GP and reminding her that I need to have one of those "woman's wellness" exams.
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Coming from a life long hypoglycemic who gets the 'keep your sugars down' lecture every time I go in even though it's been YEARS since my last crash, I applaud you as my medical antagonistic idol.
*applauds*