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The on-going war between myself and my Diabetes specialist has finally ended.
After two years, I'm free.
Ish.
I still have to test my sugars (Hahaha, yeah right) and do the quarterly bloodwork, but now the results will be going to my GP instead of him. I've managed to keep my numbers consistent for the last year and a half without the medication he wanted me on, and he realized that he wasn't actually doing anything for me anymore other than remembering to schedule my blood work. Which I could have told him awhile ago, but I'm not the one with the degree so it's not really my place, is it?
After two years, I'm free.
Ish.
I still have to test my sugars (Hahaha, yeah right) and do the quarterly bloodwork, but now the results will be going to my GP instead of him. I've managed to keep my numbers consistent for the last year and a half without the medication he wanted me on, and he realized that he wasn't actually doing anything for me anymore other than remembering to schedule my blood work. Which I could have told him awhile ago, but I'm not the one with the degree so it's not really my place, is it?
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Here's to your good health, 'cause we like having you around and everything.